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Eudemonia

At first I thought happiness
was being with a man.
Purposely a man, not a boy
not a young man, no
A man.

I have shrouded this
with my grisly persona;
he makes light
of all the worlds’ ill.
But he is useless now
he has been unmasked,

No Lilith was hiding,
no lustful parasite,
no selfish boy.

No obnoxious strength,
no fabulous
loquaciousness,

Just this coward,
this little virgin boy,
shivering
with only these masks
and costumes
to warm him.

I removed them

And then I felt unburdened,
And then I froze to death.
Donchonorgo
Written by Donchonorgo (Louis Lee Warner)
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