Monday, February 6, 2012

December 5

a declaration of separation adhered to the sky
laden with highly organized, derisive plans,
with an amended man, skin so taught with conformity
wherein, where-out, he reaches to the depths of his mind
only to recover what was thought to be wisdom,
a bag full of stones and misleading love notes
from none other than his own commander,
who in a roundabout way spat out that he needed a bigger nest,
a larger capitol, and more freedom to force himself into the light.
dance 'round the republic on fire. As I walked in
he said, "leave your liberty at the door."
Hiding the ax in one hand, the muzzle in the other, 

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