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More Poesy Nonsense

Politics a reach for a wretch like me,
I equipoise in another delusion of democracy,
poetry

and I argue, by doing, that all words ain’t
equal, in contempt of our common wealth?

and I shade and signature, and drape thought
with the colloquial, colonizing my/own conceit

and give in to the push back of push pull as
grievance inarticulable, translates to render,
and then to be traded, as a commodity.

(to be redundant…rent seek)

A Reach?


Cubs Win Cubs Win o.k. maybe a bit better than a 500. team
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