Clarification: Dg
Madam, you think you know
When knowing not you think no more
The surface speaks and shows
But the ignorance of those who come
By rules, or anxiety's sweet conceit
To find what they did not plant
But yet would reap from me.
Language is all our fault, the way
We borrow and use one another
Conforming to a simple drip
Of irrelevancy. I bring new meaning
Where sentence pause at broken lines
With unbroken multiply of new meanings
I bring fresh interpretations
To haggard images, metaphors are now
Conotations. You see, madam
You are superficial where I am
Full of respect for learned ignorance.
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I beg you read more of me in better prose
That which, languishing, I contributed
On genre and aesthetics for rcher light
Two faces rubbing nose to nose
Have desires greater than a kiss
And yet can get nowhere without
Literally opening a literal door
To returned cathartisized
To the place their tongues went dry before
You too would naked come again
And shine the candle on a milked breast
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