i like truth.
I will set you free to explore
What you need to see.
I am left handed and obtuse.
Left alone here being slightly facile
Branded truth slyly implores a loose song but
It cannot sing to me of beauty
And my hands now have no use.
Truth is internal.
Unhanded enough
To make me see
The care and the
Whole caboose.
It is all further
Than you might
Think and blink.
Being unhanded is my mission
To anyone who will listen or care.
Poetry by jenks
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Written on 2011-05-31 at 01:11
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Truth
You will unhand me andI will set you free to explore
What you need to see.
I am left handed and obtuse.
Left alone here being slightly facile
Branded truth slyly implores a loose song but
It cannot sing to me of beauty
And my hands now have no use.
Truth is internal.
Unhanded enough
To make me see
The care and the
Whole caboose.
It is all further
Than you might
Think and blink.
Being unhanded is my mission
To anyone who will listen or care.
Poetry by jenks
Read 520 times
Written on 2011-05-31 at 01:11
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