Quick Gestures
quick gestures
times seem subdued
though somehow not alert
moments begin to intrude
captured by phrases
never seen abrasions
mute
intentions fade as time is payed
fools wage's are waisted pages
redundant as it seems
tongue will find means
as it wrestles with the ink
gives the mind time to blink
worth in word's bakers dozen
love and blood are second cousins
just another farce
wrote just this
side of th dark
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