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Monday, January 29

freestyle sonnet #100: UPON CONTEMPLATING THE ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY OF THE WE THE PEOPLE LIMO GETTING SET ON FIRE


Weeds consume incomplete concrete inhumane grid 
deigned to keep the peace through orderly division 
of paths, but police can't keep track all they forebid, 
so manifestation of wild folk envision 

autonomous spots along the larger margins, 
encouraging a revolution hid inside 
shadows, without asking, without begging pardons, 
without pretending system isn't denied 

freedom as legal procedure. Fuck cops, fuck laws - 
at least those designed by fallible people who 
succumb to their own corruption easily. Flaws 
in the wild are natural and perfect - chop/screw 

back notion that nations somehow are anything 
but post-feudal bullshit which makes the wealthy king. 

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