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and this thing called poetry, 

plucked from a pocket 

of space and time.

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a blindly adorned subtlety

flowing from the wings 

of angels' thoughts unthought,

but with sultry desire.

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a rhythmic taste 

of word salad

that fumbles all 

too easily and too often

from the lips of poets that choke 

on the salty aftertaste of

frivolous candor,

with a raucous brouhaha

likened to a howl 

from the maw 

of a wild banshee.

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untamed and yet,

so wildly untainted

in the heat 

of  it's innocent discourse

that one can only 

breathe deeply,

the sensation of the moment,

and know how it feels to 

wear the cloak of truth.

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4:03 AM 8/11/2013 ©

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