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eyes of marred and jaded flesh

burn through the doubting mind

their timid masters make idle

threats that some how sew to bind

a frenzy of for thought thrashes

out at un-mix-up-able meddlers of

whats said to be the ultimate in

a usurper's romance

need from a burnt out faith

sternly 'matches' (so to speak)

her saddled suitor's sword

partaking in the most brutal

visualization of the dance

as a witted writer would openly

pursue his precious printed word

harbor no obvious remorse when

vexation calls upon a violent chance

and into it all

crawls a substance we will describe

as a vile green mead

by her modern name in today's society

'Jealousy' spreads her seed

how she oh so carefully gathers her

bedazzled breed

as together she and her ungentlemanly

brood prosper in each his fearlessly

fitful try

though one lone man among thousands

will never bow to cry

for any such claim this brawling beggar

makes

one eye becomes the given

while another look it unconsciously

takes

so he, the one alone pitted against

the rest of the crowd stands strong

defenseless yet more proud

carries through life and beyond

the necessary armor needed for which

to shroud

all for which he is truly fond

and all his immediate judge and jury

need never to respond

nor know of which his intriguing wish

to one day abscond..................

(Feb. 9, 1995)