Scream from a distance
So you could really scream and yet barely be heard
Through the crushing surface
Is it of time or space
Birds twitch their wings in the tree tops
Or hop and float
Their punctuation
As random as precise
Yes it’s all for you
The premises and the presents
Repentances and the Praise
Representations
All life resembling art
And speculations
Of relative worth
Who’d I choose between someone who could not kill
And someone for whom taking life was a purpose
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