The Master of Couplets
for his stoned heart
in the shivering blood
of solitude
he had decoded
underneath the heavy mantel
of guilt and shame
a great relief
which made him see
the bad calls
of temptations, leading me
to balance
my own way
of thinking
through
the rhythm of his
divine fed
couplets
--
for MJ
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