smile fucker

hello blessed daughter
poetry
hanging in the shaded stone huts
eating locusts with anything but
discipline
it is my own hell
i listen to you
you listen back
curiosity may kill the cat
but i feel welcome
to achilles wrath
and man, love, you talk about
I have got her
i weep
on stones
the modern man
that i dissect
has got no more respect, relative
to you my family let many join her
of creed race just man
i welcome you
leave the chokehold
of my slaveholder's wrists
unprejudiced
be free
my grateful mind
is listening
as midnight stones lay glistening
depressed not cause of death
but happy in jest
because that
is best...