subtleties point me towards
the wounded, the sparsed potential, congregated tumor
can I get a witness to becoming a black heart beating?
I will expunge and solicit this mass
to pray down self sacrifice
to filter the residual silt of personality
turn yr psychic pages
and autograph the word
for the alphabetically challenged
does this talent come naturally?
you have the first thought cruxed by its byproduct
a mad scavenge for scarce resources
within a sea of free samples
I know my tastes
craving not the waste
nor the want
but the saving grace
of purposeful poverty
i.e. we should make haste
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