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my sorry head began to slowly \

murder me

as I lay down

replete from my venture

executor of my dastardly deed

philanthropist of my soul

blood of my yet purposed pen

explore in me this innocent logic's

fondest sin

a nasty reproduction of some set aside

darkened dread

I lost step with myself

only to once again reaffirm my

expected fortnight's tread

I am atop my own unsettled satisfaction

and self concern

once again

so, blessed be

a so lovingly loved me.............

( written June 21, 1993 am)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

could this be the sin of creativity? Perhaps.

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