Poem -

Of Lawful Consent

when i gave birth to you

blood covenanted your hurt to me

you are within your rights to cause pain

until i stop holding the embers

which i never will
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the divine wears the son of man like a glove

it's a pixilated vine

petrified trillobites drip through as chilled oil refusing the cusp

others drown in hot wine

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where ciaphas talisman vanished

i found a heap of ashes

she cried dried tears

starved of haemogobblins

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there are no boys or girls

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son pushed back fathers palm

object invited a strangers fist

daughter refused mothers affection

object surrendered to the constriction of a snake

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the earth is surrounded by orphaned junk

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this jigsaw cannot be completed with bits upside down

stop hiding your self behind a veil of sins

authenticity and intention make fiesty bedfellows

but mediocrity is an impotent currency

only the kisses of slugs twist in the wind

and rosebudding is a novelty that goes off

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there's no payload from satans claws

wild deers catch the gift of a bullet

so many leathered hearts in subteranean siberia

but bleeding heart rules shebas sahara

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never underestimate a fasting monk

nutmeg and mouldy bread can unlock a galaxy 

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The fish of the sea

Interesting string here my friend! Seems like a complex net of thoughts!

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