Hope, I Am Not LessA Poem by Davidgeothan this... I swear to you this, I will never be more.i do not make lists of demands frivolously my corporeal demands made often only with my body as i search every f*****g inch of these lands incongruently (it hurts) I get f*****g lost, and what not. matching the unlike with discipline trying to make the beautiful in between profane breaths of meter of rhyme, in regard to sentence and structure the dirty business of living (focus) this is poetry, this is breathing as the great ape spawn the dirty articulating animals demanding delicious (viscous) lick your fingers (we are wet) for more (lust) drippings..... (impregnation) for of all the things i take to make my castles it is my structure that rises from my own rules and if only I am to own this these ashes ... learned while breathing destruction among my fleshy relatives now in wooden boxes i will remember (and miss them dearly) it's a dirty business this living (the taking) focus! it is everything now breath and realize i am hopeless i cannot save me for each of us it all looks pretty s****y when your emotions are leathered © 2017 DavidgeoFeatured Review
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