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[reneges]

Two random freeverses for the junkpile.



And I, on mornings such as these,
have indeed begun nights that are
lonely and watchful.
With bated breath,
I have baited spirits,
the spectres of many specters
and spectators of suspicion,
the converse with me,
to verse with me,
to debate with me.
I suppose these
lowly and lonely nights
of morrowlight are
humbling and beguiling the same,
with twisted wands of supposition,
and still I can't find it in myself
to break free of their
dawn-lingered, fingered grasp.
If only their knowledge could,
like these fingers,
or like the fingers of light through a prism,
penetrate me so with wisdom.

I think then I would be complete.

Jack and coke,
three thick swigs,
a sip and a stroke,
it turns us to pigs.
Have I longed for years
blessed with uncompromise?
It's a dangerous and filthy
sparkling enterprise.
If her eyes are the wolf
my tongue is her lamb,
situated on a pedestal with
villagers crying "son of sam".

Stop cawing at me.