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The Gun Carriage
Having engaged in unlawful Sexual intercourse The hunter inflicted suffering Upon my dissent. Trained for rapid eye movement He showcased with a violent temper And in conversation How it was for the purpose Of my moral improvement That in his chasuble He designed to subdue me. What an obscenity To doubt the machinery By which my chastity Supports my collected bodies! The gun carriage moved Backwards and forwards. The old world thrushes chatted in "la Casula". His discipline hastened A yawning fissure. The gorge that would Breach the structure  Of our relations With divergent opinions. The chaser chassed in Cheap chauvinism. The change in this Chattel's luster Could be seen in a Chatelaine's cat's eyes. Apocopated celebrants Gathered for the sacrifice I could tell by the Marked interruptions Gapping the framework Of our forlorn continuity. It scared me so That I was not trusted To trust myself Or my resultant suffix. Castitas, intercourse Or crying became informal. I longed for the days Before the chasm When secured In composed type We were the receiving set Of a mounting foundation. Now an uninformed attendant, A collection of various sections I indulge in mild beverage And still find no quenching The deep cleft of my harmed surface.
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