their idea of cleanse is surfaced with powdered dreams
satisfaction by a watch and chain
putting down a smile of mine
and what i've said before
crossed by some floating face
most wait with suspicion in the place
of collection
that those things are
of freedom
on these worn out knees
with hand on chest
stinging the hour
i've been shown again
that the obsessed are somehow blessed
irritants and vagabonds
holding arms and legs together
with voice
and star lights
shinning on objects sediment
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