#grimhare writes

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Cacophonicality

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Cacophonically categorical,

categorical cacophony,

the angel’s hymn is a calculable anomaly.

It sings for me,

It synths for me,

The music doesn’t sing, poor me.

Give me a lullaby you parrot deity,

strumming cords at absurdity.

Listen to the songs of your levity.

Listen to the vacuity.

Cacophonic categoric impersonity.

Impersonate personality,

You sly angel.

Those ignoramuses I pity.

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Worms

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Loving, loveless love.

Your words are my aphrodite.

My mind owns your likeness like a mighty dove.

Who needs a heart when you have love,

love when you have thoughts of love is love at all.

At all.

My lips lay on the digital kind and I ponder the cold,

warmness of truth.

Who needs love when you have hearts.

What is love other than pleasing the hearts?

The sea of indolence calls to me with violent storms,

my heart is devoured by worms,

her heart is the worms,

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One-Way Mirror

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Behind the one-way mirror,

I watch through because I don’t belong.

Because who am I to sing along,

This charade.