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Thus,[an]Engagement

thus engaged to
such familiar fortunes
that never graced my'o'my
littlebitty eye
like thee troot'n'wizdumb
that thee spirit-of-me
herewith poopdefecates
wit alarming regularity,
& free for all to see, except
when my ghost goes naked, when
none see of anything I - I - I
being one 'here' conjoined to most
pedestrian knowtions of this inescapable 'now'
looped in' or lopped off as an abstraction twice removed
from our own preconcepted,(if not wholly contrived), realworld.

recall to remember all thee loves lost for the losing
in chilly'dillydally rains much like this[one]falling
today,rightnow, upon 'us',(even tho You are not here,
[at least sfar as eye can tell,speak,or hear'from}, &
justlook at how 'my'
man
[u
script] wankwank master'baits The MasterWanker of All in hopefulla hopes of
squirting a few new
probable possibilities.....lord, just when ye think thee juice
is gonna jump,
fckn no thing comes to happen, leading Thee Way to No Thing At
All, so

like all sad theatricks, They fall a curtain on another failing,
thee audience bravissimos wildly wit tears'o'joy,
yet no less soothing the loneliness of nearing death, which only
death can noticeably
dissolve

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