more platitudes than attitude
more gravity than grave
falsifications can calcify
what rewrites cannot save
the purity of insecurity
can make each of us a knave
if you’re the kind of person
who believes in a thing like sin
well that’s the kind of world
you will end up living in
myself I’m not so concerned
with what or whom to blame
I find myself more attached
to determining what is humane
made up dreams in poetry
- March 11, 2016, 8:53 a.m.
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