KING LEVIATHAN
Yes, just like Hobbes - face forward
and blunt : nasty, brutish, and short. The
funny girl in the reindeer sweater laughs
back at a guy in the same. Like manners
somehow revolve around each other.
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I maybe once thought there were differences
within this life. Now I know there are not.
Every man swaggles the gilt on the gold,
while each woman turns to effacement,
worn dwon like an old dime or penny.
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We turn to each other - though not nearly
enough - when things become dark or
unclear. I want you to help me, I want
your love. I want you to keep me near.
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