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Out here it is organic  
All natural, but fake  
 
This is just a shell
5 parts this, one part you
precise, measured and able
 
yes that single part, potent and true
which can not be seen
but, only spoken through honest lips
 
here is where you are
locked away  
wrapped in chain
Behind the flesh and blood  
 
You can feel it, can’t you?
 
yes this husk  
is exquisite  
its curves memorizing
 
it attracts
the buzzing flies  
that fester lust
 
but, yet molded  
by towering monopolies
 
injecting social narcotics
into the minds of society
 
No, this is not...
you...
 
peel away the physical
fraud that is your cloak  
 
 
reveal thy self
to me, to the world
 
lets gaze upon them
 
from our inner eyes  
let them see the glow  
and the spectrum of desire
that you only speak of  
alone...  
 
let them feel  
the truth of thorns  
pricking the outer shell  
 
mutter the wants, the needs  
that have yet to be poisoned  
by societies posted order
 
let them smell blood
of the free and tangible
 
yes, reveal thy self
let them gaze, smell, hear and feel
 
you...
 
© Jason Drury