so thoroughly boned to the eye

so thoroughly boned to the eye
a fish in the sun
ready and sought for by the poor
the meek eyed infidels
find life in a glass of water
as I as it were found another you
to bind my cause
to a rebel nosed to a fault

framed solicited and wired
I am the stringency
low figures find tamed
estranged I walk the I walk
rolling my daily paper
into a furnace on the run
feigning custody
with a solitary solipsism



Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2017-11-18 at 09:36

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