Thursday

horns

does it come from the genuine face?
they can tell
(all of them)
do you neutralize the random space?
sucking away all its fearsomes.

would you dare?
(do you ever)

do you realise you aren't to show
and that by not doing it,
you negate your own bold
inhumane
uncourageous soul?
i wouldn't rhyme you in my own dying
surrendering capacities,

deprived of breath
sleep and some other faculties.

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