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Occlusions pt. I: Untitled
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Extended Poetry Pt. I: untitled
A rich man's glass
Is never empty
Never full
Never too heavy
To behold
As he kills for meat
He kills for sport
For ants merely survive
Paper or plastic?
Credit or debit?
Ants will never overflow
For an anthill's never empty
Never full
Just mere surviving meat
A mere surviving sport
Never to live life
To the fullest of the glass
Drowning every animal
Who comes to draw a sip
And as I step upon the anthill
To stomp the fire out
I paint a slow reflection
Upon the frail glass of life
To dive deeper still
Slowly surfacing
