Wednesday, December 23, 2020

Contradiction Gives Life (Triolet)

 

I would to see such hurting honesty;

if destroyed I know violence so sweet;

as death is syrup or hyssop so tensely.

I would to see such hurting honesty

in grays unbent by struggle so nicely;

while re-spent or born newly a Geek.

I would to see such hurting honesty;

if destroyed I know violence so sweet.

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