Out
Small glimpses and tiny peeps
Are all you get of me.
I cannot share
What I do not own -
I am not yet master of my faculties,
I am not yet he who is complete.
My mind won't contain my curiosity,
My soul wanders incessantly....
Only my heart,
In the narrowest valves,
Seems to give any answers.
But these are merely hollow vespers;
Ethereal referendums; Petitions
Presented in daylight to a sleepy magistrate -
And until the defense is prepared to cross-examine,
A further continuance will be requested.
Are all you get of me.
I cannot share
What I do not own -
I am not yet master of my faculties,
I am not yet he who is complete.
My mind won't contain my curiosity,
My soul wanders incessantly....
Only my heart,
In the narrowest valves,
Seems to give any answers.
But these are merely hollow vespers;
Ethereal referendums; Petitions
Presented in daylight to a sleepy magistrate -
And until the defense is prepared to cross-examine,
A further continuance will be requested.
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