Punctuation Upon My Sin – Unhinged Poem

Fear my spread,

touch my might,

a vicious fuck you to all mankind,

I grow without care,

I strike with precise articulation,

a puzzle unfolding,

a picture now clear,

 the wisdom of Solomon castrating my fears,

I once had a window,

now I have a wall,

 my home now my tomb,

 my life now….

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