Take the sheaf out
shake the leaves out
Read the letter
or still better
do not read
do not bleed
not any worth
sans all mirth
poetry is/was
all vomitus
excretion
masquerading
as creation
fooling
generation(s)
what goes out
comes back in
people stout
inside thin
reeds that float
eventually bloat
lack of purpose
made up by adipose
steady depletion
of remuneration
you earn /sweat
I buy /spend
Life of a parasite
shaken by might
of inevitable doom
make more room
for annihilation
of all ambition
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