God made you
Out of a clay
One granule
After another
Exquisite
Reversed
Intelligence
It is possible
We loved
While strolling
Upside down
Indeed, we have
I have observed you
Light suited saluting
A formidable crest
Please, hush now
Here comes silence
In this bright applause
-Man
If time is love
How many corners
In a heart
That is burning
In entanglement
Too deep
Too loyal
To ever be
Afraid
Of you
Stone COLD
Hold ON
You’re still STRONG
NERVE pain loneliness
I haven’t LEARNED anything
EXCEPT for the LINES across your FACE
MORE human, than YESTERDAY
I am adapting
Cowardly, but adapting
This is distinction
Between surviving
And existence
Forgot
How still
Your mind is
This is not
A compliment
It’s rhetoric,
It chokes
The good parts of me
The furthest of reaches
Sex seal serpentines
These syllogisms
Transform me
Inside is outside
It is everywhere
And nowhere
Invented
Devoured
– Man
Arrows & Metaphors 
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