Passions Bastard Children
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passions
bastard
children
our young
love
brimming
to the slosh
with
millennial
passion
the ancient
students
of a child’s
game
we are not
much
for crying
but
when we
do
we do it
write
and
right
so tight
the type
cast
in the
mold
of our
vacant
bones
each
sinuous
tap
of our
fingers
placed
purposefully
and
profoundly
upon
ghost white
blank
paige
the page
used
proper
for
and
by
us
to prey
and
pray
each tear
each year
spent
freely
falling
and
flooding
pale skin
broken
and
barren
for
and
by us
these
landscapes
yearning
to drown
the drought
and
doubt
that
caused them
we let them
steam
and
stream
boiling
in heat
these multitudes
thrilling
and
filling
the world
to overflowing
with
the knowing
of sweat
sweet
touch
unhinging
and
binging
till all
that’s left
is to pull
anchor
uncorked
madly
flipped
adrift
we find
no better
company
than ourselves
and
the aliens
we
meet
to
meat
lighter
and
later
much later
worn
to the bone
stripped
of all
struggle
clothed
only
by the trials
of our birth
five times
normal
our tears
subsiding
we prey
and
pray
again
while
our feet
touch down
on ground
still wet
with interest
for
us
and
the time
that we
have left
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