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Symptoms

Greatest Hits

By R.M. KammPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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I plagiarized a giraffe.

It was long overdue.

Son, there are things you don't understand.

Son, there are things you've yet done.

Son, Son, Son.

The dreams, dreams sought to seek self to seem,

Steadfast to what lasts a family.

Bring not the perils of independence.

A snake wraps only in leathers of sinew.

I once grew seven times you and more.

You've faked a happening.

Not a word I use for fear of ridicule.

Neither or nor neither not.

You claim - I abash - you rot.

Festering. Holding to.

My Father, my Father what a great man of symptoms are you.

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R.M. Kamm

A confused sea-bearing cartographer.

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