Might I Farewell You: Madame, Sir?A Poem by Onoma
Might I farewell you: madame, sir?
It is in such a way of my ways that this farewell's come. The caliber of my absence unrests everywhere...will you feel it? Madame, sir...are the pair of you disinclined to gather my absence? That is, has our supernatural acquaintance minded the material script, merely minded the material script? If so, I should take this moment, as it surely takes me, to propose my soul. It is such farewells that ferry us to the supernatural, it too shall mind its script. It is when it has minded its script that you shall know the caliber of my absence. Konstantinos Mark
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