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Short poem I wrote last year... |
| "Regurgitation of Life" Lick the un-healing wound which formed our existence Swallow the once-flowing blood that created our essence Regurgitate life to that of ourselves Away from the Church performing closet confessions Flip a dime to the wishing-well over the head of a peasant Set the Book of Morality to collect dust on the shelf Shield our brightness as we fully eclipse our crescents Push away their feast as we scrape our intestines Ignore the answers of others to question ourselves Teach the class by conducting no lessons Offer no contributions to the fields we’re best in Plug our ears with advice as others cry out for help Everyday of our life we blind others by presence One set of footprints leaving only remains of transgressions With no addition to man we finally run out of wealth © Ryan Fleisch Nov. 17, 2005 |