8/8/2019 asylum poem 6

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asylum poem 6people take life for grantedand hope the future is anticipatedwhere in magic it is createdand use as a reality inflated

today the future is far awayand not in argument the spirits sayfuture is when ewe get to playand create useful beauty everyday

inside waiting for lunch againlunch is short and their is endshortest verse is one that penda longer verse is future tend

so across the line this pen does verseand each word curve its path does nurseappollonian poetry does rarely curse

dionysian words oft cause emotions terseso another poem has flowed down the pagewith words constructed in another agewhat its future its hard to gaugeand what is the correct pronounciation of language