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Wednesday, 7 March 2018

Wings of angels plucked for scribblers' quills


I have seen the wings of angels plucked for thy scribblers' quills
& Night deflowered & drained to draft Dawn's lading bills
Not that the Word gives Life, what's fucked is the Spirit kills
Unknowing, a Cloud, disallowed any fusion of Wills.

Envoi-
Prince! Artha is but as Money's mystification
Thy oikos depends on precisification

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