Scent of a man , licking his pits, unknowing to himself...worked all day
Scent of a tiger- that has just feasted ...bloody cat snout, although it’s natural
Illustrious nature of those that govern
Infusion of beliefs into our culture by iv drip
A placement above the rest
A desire to create abundance
Amusement of those that are the ultimate keyholders
A poet in one of hundreds of styles
But not in alien language
My own selfless figure eight
That awakes and takes shape
Every day, i sit like a virtual inmate
Most just say, pour some sauce on life- it is easier to digest
The force of being held quite close
The stare of those that have nothing on the inside but everything on the outside
The hurt of those that have nothing on the outside but much to give inside
One story to tell amongst millions
One order shouted quietly in your ear to make some toast with butter on it
To follow for a short time, then forget
Be my exclusive club
Just let me suck on your flesh
Oh done
Were done
Goodbye
Too exclusive for you
Too much for you
To handle
But....
Before you gaze at me in sadness and emptiness
Just know,
Me doing this catch and release is a good thing
Believe me
Signify my soul
Breathe into it
Rainbow beauty
But unlike others, a touch of masculinity
My feet, perfect as they are
Will never really grow more or less
Just stay at one of the most unluckiest numbers
Just watch the clock
For the next time to keep
And stay with your soul every minute that clicks bye
I would want it to say....
I enjoy your company
You keep me amused and safe
I enjoy your laugh, because you are me!
-Shaun A. Delage
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