The Mellow In Our Tempo Lusts

Are we not products

of our company’s constant sexual saturation?

What liberation by constraint.

Fast words,

mellow in tempo.

Poetry is not popular

these are facts

and soul is less a

thing than a word.

Yet to be forsaken?

I say not.

What lacking in

a message

is no more,

but here,

now and real,

here.

10/15/14

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