as unsung pall-bearer bears the burden,
so sits solitary company man.
comfort hangs in place of manned consensus-
gerunded suching even so to speak
a rat.
gnaw to wall and foundation bearing loads,
the tertiary landscape of a mark:
another rat.
ahem:
- dylearium
- my name is dylan. these poems have their own names. i used to teach. now i help deal one of the most dangerous drugs on the planet: books. (once a pusher, always a pusher, i guess.) if you'll notice, the comment-sections are rather barren; so if you are at all inclined, don't be shy - feedback is appreciated.
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