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Sole Stamen
11-27-17

Where infants cry for bread
I take a rest from that to get to work on this
As results of ambivelence for children of Jupiter
Too heavy to walk but a step toward
Like relationships and longing for affection
To knowing where the next words will come from
I swallow profanities fleeing with the house of Omer
Let's go for a ride in our platinum interior
Having all manner of fruit for a word of hope and cheer
And a no pay poetry career
As faithful few appear
Great sound system that no man break the bread
In churches alive like cathedrals undead
For the more sweet understanding
Lean not unto such
Of sudden blight our only flower
And sole stamen...