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Today’s Diagnosis Of My Love
I brought you with me
To share in my pain
And the bowl of yours you handed me
I’ll eat in silence
The world is twisted before me
And my realizations run away from me
I’ve been a serf and I’ve been on the throne
I’ve had councils and I’ve had foes
But with you death is a budding flower
With a faint pinch and a gluttonous bite
And the maggots are decent enough to wear a dress
You are my miracle
I’ve seen enough to tell
I’m spent flesh
At my best I’m respectable desire
I’ve been at the end of lust
I searched its gate for treasures unfound
But the poets and nymphos have ransacked
All the sacred from the profane
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