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WHAT'S THE TIME MISTER WOLF? It is Wanky Poem 'o clock! Just some musings on the human condition. ENJOY!
By L.C. SchäferPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
Photo by János Venczák on Unsplash
dignity
a lie we clothes ourselves in
the wire in our bones
holding our puppet selves stiff
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born without it
die without it
most meaningful moments bereft of it
flopping free
raw, messy
naked, nakeder
nud-est
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we say
that's not me
I wasn't myself
step back
fastidious
ew
disgusted by ourselves
we shroud ourselves to the last
in dignity
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