Wrawling worms rise,
release your stench that is deceit;
tenebrific mindsets bent,
thoughts in schemed audacity;
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Epitome of modernism: senseless, incoherent, trailing clouds of metaphoric inclarity, sorta sensual, sorta arrogant, pseudo-erudite, and, BY GEORGE, damned interesting.
Spoor of humanity! ! ! Poor with the bell; The floor is bare. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Aloha Edward Kofi and Cheers! Nothing like baring the limits of debt capitalism... What say you? All of the best from this life, to you, and all of our relations... Michaelw1two