What we are
A hand that coils in petty pilfer
signals dark dead discipline
and vile shark reptile restitution.
Implicate each new born second
and every full fledged sanctuary
of true human expectation will warp.
Theft is located somewhere
between the third and forth vertebra
signalling to the long lost tail.
Prostitution goes far outside
while transparent skin
tells another tale.
Codes of conduct
defines what we are
as we materialize.
Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2006-01-26 at 23:27
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