09
Sep
08

ode to a pauper true


in another life I could appreciate whatever it is you need

in another mindframe I could look the other way

as you covet my family, I am not moved

as you scorn my ability, I am not moved

as you outfit and paint face, I am merely off-put

as you stand near my hearth I am merely guarded

for what is mine is unquestioned, but regard have you none

forked tongue peeks out behind bleached teeth

as you smile, intentions masked, yet obvious

a wretch pure and true, of all things beautiful:

a pauper through and through

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