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State of being

Unconscious, instinctive and a practiced movement

my hand on her belly

Ensconced, cocooned, in a glove

seems each time it is in it

not on it

homed, nestled,

happy.

Events in the south, across the seas and even where I was born. Rhetoric everywhere

It's a split

humanity every so often repetitively prides in it

“isms”, national pride, color pride, whatever it's a periodic splinter.

Whenever there is abundance

societal tendency indulges in higher virtue,

kinder thought.

Then it splits, the kindred as in “kind” lack testosterone

so starts public discourse.

Some job losses, redistribution of wealth

realigns all good intent inwards.

It only heals when suffering is collective

overbearing that each splinter screams.

Convened (as in Geneva the narrative was Genevieve~d) once

Shelter sans shade

Wont' let today be a yesterday

first born to the land/nation
how could the land lay waste the
claim to me?

The squalor is hidden too often
the verbose of squalor was taught strange, once created do not clear
lay bare the burrow
just dig another.

Food on the table simply pushed aside, expect a new plate
which may be gleamed or not clear the table, nasty microbes
deserve a treat.

Taken and schooled in shame foreign to
my creed
ingrained skin deep, delved and
shoveled almost into the genes
for some decades past
now hard to to live down the prepubescent
hubris

Flippant thoughts

Think seriously on
life eliminating
the fourth dimension, time,
or transcending the known three
of corporeal depth.

Some simplistic conjectures, tunnel viewed
and assimilated, listed below:-

What was before is true.
what will be after is true.
Something is gotta be happening
now to letter down or mandate the truth.
That what is life dispels slick
matter potentate, energizes,
simply rejuvenates.

Everyday negation of
each adaptive perspective
compels subscription to
novel foreign testaments.

Steer a course by chance
establish a norm

Stumbled and stumped

caustic salivating mouth
a numbed toungue attempts words
aptly all that occurs is gurgling
groans

Awakened each morning
Humanity greets each little
Lump appended to it thus

Understated, overstated
Covertly stated, overtly stated
Never clearly stated

Go figure
Which is the automaton;
The caustic gland that will
Subvert, demand and rule?
Or the whole mimicking cohesion
Stumbled and stumped
Spin doctor, spin.

Existential penile sentiment

The quintessential penetrative organ
turns coat.

knock, knock,
enter, mingle and withdraw.
An after reflex rouses one
from a cognitive slumber
upon a cheek stumbling on
dribble and drool,
deep rooted grout.

The living body fluids
that a while ago powered
all acts and in exchange sought
now trigger a subconscious
aversion.

a pleasure acquiring a new gene pool.

Why!? linger on discards
when the prize is attained.
like wise with knowledge and wealth.
Learn the lesson, posses the mane
kick the guru and parenting hand
to their separate doomsday.

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