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Thee Crux of a Clown

I
i
magine[my]self to be cruxified right
here on this comfy little bed.....

glad to do it even if [b] �it gives but a
quick-laff huckle'chuckle
to even one solitary
melancholy dolly..........this is all
� � � � � � � � � � � � �The Business
� � � � � � � � � � � � �i
� � � � � � � � �have left upon this overpaved,
� � � � � � � � �underloved-for-personal-profit
� � � � � � � � � � � � � planet.

� � � � �such � a � simple � aspiration, \ breathing
� � � � � � � � � � � � � �deep[ly] �\

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dkzk2014\\foto:"ApostrophicCruxFixing" by: �dkzk

Written by dkzksaxxas_DanielX

(DadaDoggyDannyKozakSaxfn)

Published 26th Jul 2014

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Re: Thee Crux of a Clown

Pishashee

- Edited 26th Jul 2014 12:44pm

26th Jul 2014 12:43pm

The color of profits is blind to reality. When that reality of waste becomes the greater, there will be a shift, and nothing can be done. (shady future) Nice awareness of what it is to be da poet though. Your poems are so lyrical for me to read. I really like the style.