Reserata Carcerem VI

when rustic rhythm tramples thought
that felon feelings, fabrications fought
thorn thumping merging meagre moan
I tell you! Lanky love glibs gaunt growth

a man with worth wields guts
trails tramples, smothers sassy lust:
damp decisions seeped’n salient acme
fractured features foil strained spree

jolting joy has met with dainty disgrace
squashed semantics prune its pulpy praise;
some with whooshing wealth think they afford joy
when ‘twouldn’t even to punctured power coil

jumpy joy lodges in hoisted hemisphere
but visits varying variables; more cum mere.
’20:05:29:09:46

Note: of reeling reserata.

Published by Zuxiān

A sperm that was sown, Which for years has grown: Now, growing as a clone.

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