The Puling Vituperant

 

shout'ed low'line
         whine, the stars are
        are waiting for lift'off
      to see an exactness
    of what we
cannot feel
       (in any sense, as
         "what sense is this?")


hold off on staking streetsigns &
                    numbers.
Fortunes ne'er make it that way.
Eye should
         know        better
                     because
                     y'know
     aye never lived here
   nor knew truth
for anything scattered about this room


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