It Is My Wish To Be FeralA Poem by S.S.P.a poem for "the others", the real and the few that still possess truth. June 28, 2009self imposed safety mechanisms the fleeing of faux freedoms rounding corners to fit an ellipse circle trades a soul for an effigy star while the straightest edges struggle with convictions their own versus the states
can you calculate the value of the most basic truth? i can not. for i wish to be feral in a worldwide house of blades free of circles, doors and machiavelli's to be the base me connoisseur of the filthy and free. © 2009 S.S.P.Featured Review
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5 Reviews Added on June 29, 2009 Last Updated on July 3, 2009 AuthorS.S.P.SouthWest, VAAbout36 y/o going on 90, here now, gotta do something to keep the next half interesting. Aside from the poems I am also a failed musician, artist and capitalist. Feel free to write if you like, i'm only .. more..Writing
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