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The Plea of the Beneathednessified (New poetry scheme!)
May be we so close to home
Be we may so hopeless alone
Impounded in a cageless reality
Find for me shelter for jail willing be we
Tread over
Handed down
The filth victorious
Be we ignored
We the beneathednessified
Speak now as a man no dog or angel
Be we evoked
We the reimpassionated
Hoped over
Handed faith
The middlers humbled
May be we so close to home
Be we may no longer alone
Impressed upon a cageless reality
Find for me love for wonder willing be we
8 comments
Aside from that this poem is a blender full of turds.
As, indeed, would your poems and comments. You big homo.
Big words from such a tiny mind.
If I had your motivation I'd take up a permanent residence at the Neverland Ranch
It's just poetry, you ignorant slut.
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