Monday, November 26, 2018

11,346. NOTHING

NOTHING
I am wearing the napkin of prudence
around my neck  -  so I do not fail
or slobber. Stephen, please tell me
what goes on. I can't divide the spoils
of this war, and that napkin only catches
certain things. They never tell you that.
A mind of one's own is a terrible waste
to have blown : solace sad finger solace.
All, or nothing at all. Again.

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