Fake Candles On The Table – Unhinged Poem 2020TOO

Fruits of the loins, we cast asunder assumptions, guessing answers that were easily known, tried and true, yet failed through and through, time is not a loop, and trying once yet to try again is the infinity of it all, wires crossed, legs parted, a sea that spilt before the salt lake parted, we saw the deed, the level done, another mistake, unresolved resolutions, the solution cold hearted…

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