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Lacking Cadence
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Lesser-ish poems Scissors sound
busy and
nastily discordant
They're too speedy, love,
they're lacking in
rhythm
Rhythm:
an essential part of life
The rhythm of
feet, of love,
the rhythm of
war
add a succulent sensuality
to the conventional
Give me the swing
the tempo
the pulse
Lilt quietly,
flow as individuals,
palpitate and gyrate
give me the
rhythm
