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Man { Homo Ignoramus }

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it wasn't his fault �
he inherited his caste by birth she presumed �
so she never bothered to ponder �
that one lingering question �
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was he born sensory deficient �
or is he the status quo and she the paranormal? �
whatever the case..she resigned herself to � �
what was clearly self evident �
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he'll never be able to experience � �
desire the way she does �
never comprehend how the FREE-quencies � �
of his human antenna � �
spawned a ruthless expansion across the � �
the entire circumference of her beacon �
leaving her perennially preoccupied with his occupancy � �
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time and again each pilgrimage � �
was like live-wire stirring up inner chaos �
as he unwittingly pledged himself the focal point � �
for all of her lightening �
moving her emotions like crabs in a barrel �
she could feel them clamoring over each other every night �
self indulgent in sheer expressionism �
extremists in symbolism �
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every stare deep with meaning �
her eyes like twin oceans lurking with 'things' unfamiliar to him �
as they performed a ritual drowning of innocence �
into the depth of her murkiness �
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every touch reeking with intent �
her fingers stalking him...marking him �
outlining his future as her one and only initiate and initiator � �
for what he unknowingly begat � �
shall be destined to endlessly dwell within her �
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every word spoken � �
like a spell cast in undertones �
as the wiles of her wantonness became tethered �
to those seemingly 'casual conversations' �
inducing a gradual intoxication of the senses � �
through a soft falsetto � �
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through his clumsy questing about �
he continuously opened her temple's secret passageways � �
awakening those dormant energies within 'from the mental on down' �
and to her credit she repeatedly warned him as �
they moved well beyond the parameters � �
of 'intrigue and innuendo' �
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�'but man does as man does' �
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hence her previous affirmation �
'it wasn't his fault' �
but she's still going to hold him accountable �
for though he may be guiltless of the 1st degree { original intent } �
it was in his crimes of spontaneous passion that � �
he became her solitary reason �
forever condemning himself as her repeat offender �
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Author's note:
An attempt to peer through a reversed lense