For the times we live
Nonconformist,
Not unresolved
Bittersweet nectar
Need [ed] on the tongue
To hold back the
Unrepentant fury
The nightshade bile
Rises, hold back
Hold back,
Wanton, thought justifiable
Havoc held, quieted
Salted tears, unwept
Sated in the knowledge
that all wheels
truly turn, truly turn
At Karmic Perfection
~musingsilence ~∞ © The year of Thought 2016
Ladyo
ne bottalico
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