The ripple of tidings bad
Sanctimony runs riot
A ticket not valid
A journey never undertaken
Past reenters
The language of judgement
Approach a home that never was
Passion stirring
Ejaculating asunder!
Thoughts bled dry of past
Aroused, shake, personality my own?, or not?
Need, a must, forever journey
To a matrimony
Us, blood
Love, the Animal
We are as always
Never, ever, not ever.

Ian V. Seymour ©2012

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