ode to property law

farewell to old self

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i sub-bailed my symbolic heart

void a functional himalaya clause

you crushed it like a sinking ship

and no salvors would brave the torrents

or test their finder's obligations.. this love

was indefeasible, until you whispered

fraudulent promises. i dare

arm you with the indicia of faith, but you

                 wait

                upon a bona fide

innocent taker.

Reviews

[Neville]

I dunno what happened but it feels so good that I managed to find my way here eventually .. you evidently continue to wield the perfect pen my very dearest of Circe's .. and not only that, you have left here a bloomin fine example of ink strategically spilt to prove my point .. Neville

[willweb]

Hmmm...that was different and very cool to read. Your thoughts are expressed very creatively in this poem. Made me think. I realize this is an older poem but I saw your tagline about missing poets and I feel the same about this place. It just doesn't feel the same as it used to.