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the silence was broken today
another crack in that deceptive egg of rottenness
truth breaks the statue of seeming frozenness
light warms ice cold lips
that now release revelation from its grips
scratches and bruises
worked like clay into overdrawn eyes
i see so many things
when I paint the posters of the
upcoming revelation
it does not matter what sort of toothpaste
is left rotting in the sink
it only matters that something matters
that something means what it means
i know only three people
that really love me inside and out
me myself and i