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The Commanding Disobedince of Words (Free verse) by daggatolar

And language, disagrees But with no feet to mount a calvary Crusading against us . We cross To bless our instrument of sin A load full of nails to hammer The other load of poison litany We are free from sin The commanding disobediance Of words To death on the cross We crossed A peculiar and unseen type of speaking A sin

zodiac 23-Feb-04/8:29 AM
You have no command over your disobedient words. The old couples in the adjoining apartments hear them screeching all day for sugar-teats while you chain-smoke Virginia Slims 100s on your chintz-pattern couch, watch your "stories" and ignore them entirely. People like you, they mutter in the halls, have no right to words... Somebody oughta call the law on you...




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