From the maw

When I realized I will die as poor
as I was born, I stripped off my clothes,
stripped away my fetishes, and though
I did not wear much more than baubles,
I did not regret their going. When I
realized I am but a body, I heaved,
sighed a lament for civilization,
wished it well, and parted ways.

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~ by Jeremy on June 27, 2013.

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