Your symbols seperate
Animals and man
Math creates equal signs
That shit on best laid plans
The sum is always greater
Than your whole
Clicks and your clans
My silence the pilgram
Setteled shut mouth
A sealed lip prayer
Glued up eyes
Pretending good disguise
Fake your wise
While inflating your size
You coware
Hoping wandering eyes spys
Wishing they were
Content like you
Humble pie served
To everyone but you
Your table is set
Denile is your food
The egg on your face
Reflects on empty plates
Realized empty space
And also your not that great
Who are you
But a fool
Blessed with
Simple communication tools.
(Found on an envelope. 2002)
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