Circumcised Mind
circumcised mind
your husband's recognition
my words are written from
no
other
box
ever again
facebook generation
repeat myself writing
whores foreheads
here
i
am
whores
here i lay
in a bed
of
betrayal
oh so many views
grab your eye gouged
sewn the ointment
your hand stitched
this poetry ridden
what masks shed
your whores revial in my head
curse what you think you know of me
for the fact simply is you know nothing at all
inspiration i swirled from the glass in rapes mind
tried with words before the first snort of time
trample on your hacked systems of callers
do your ofs one line at a time
but
of
but
of
but
ou
but of but of but of of course
so much time is and has been spent in the hollows
the wind has put fist on the marrow in the center of my bones
lash out to me and you will surely find
your conclusions of me can be drawn only if you have seen
a circumcised mind
?
Copyright © Pipping Stars | Year Posted 2017
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