Mercy
...and I write,
awakened by two buds
resting nestled in my ears.
I weep for Ave,
having found solace
only last year...
and her sex
still begs for mercy.
Corners and squares,
territory
property
PROPERTY
blood stains to prove an innocent strain,
nothing can help her love again.





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