Once where there were pub brawls
Smile drools
Hand crawls
Mind
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This poem is beautiful. It brings out the essence of a life under circumstances of solitude and strength emanating from knowing how things evolve into philosophy. The words and visuals are very clean in composition and the content is managed in subtle detail. The poets technique of using the verb to round of the line formation and wrap around the next line gives its its authenticity. A very pleasant read this morning. Well done.
A beautiful write of how life's progress does not meet what we may expect. And yet we are all supposedly less desirable (in our own minds) except by those that are definitely undesirable, but hopefully we are still loved as we sag and bloat.