genii

There’s no way to say this,
meaning is lost in conveyance,
even though it’s listed,
humoured and twisted,
him colloquially gifted and
preventing the genocide of
ye olde illiterate and a
birth of urban linguistics,
They think it’s suicide,
but it’s happiness and cyanide,
wide-eyed, lion-eyed,
I lie an’ eyed,
spied, watching stars collide,
crooning wolf belied, relied or re-lied,
she replied: you decide.
He subsides.

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