This concerns that oblique beast;
Sat slanty,
Jaunty and terrible
Wrapped in sheets.
This shirtless we
Feels too because it's
cold:
to be naked.
This skin of mine is not enough
But this we, does little
but,
snort, retort and re-buff.
It plays at the seam
of foreign occupancy.
of colony
of veneer.
because
It is warmer, kinder smoother:
The cells we wear for bed.













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It is delicately posied without the self indulgent emotion of so many other works.
Theme sets me all a quiver. I hope to see what the intended typography must be like.
I will be preparing a proper critique, but for now kudos.
Isn't the ultimate couplet based on Satre?
Please tell me you meant poised and not posied.
I look forward to your in depth critique.
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However the more I look at it, the more I enjoy the difficult and fragmentary scansion and/or thematic qualities.
I mean lord knows I won't begrudge you the desire for linear comprehension. That is and forever will be your luxury as reader. I am incandescantly grateful for your imput and above all for your consideration.
However this said; I am not (currently engaged) in search of truth, universal or otherwise. So the formatting will respectfully stay as it lays.
Thank you again for your consideration
Nik.
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Laughter is the language of the soul[link]
i am also a member of [link]
and [link] and [link]
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Laughter is the language of the soul[link]
i am also a member of [link]
and [link] and [link]
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