Aligned

Aligned
to harvest
human crop sleepwalk
their ears of matter
Tickling at the bog
Of tantrums unresolved
Of coughy waddings
Napping up their moods
As their goods
By dawn - from human dreams -
Align
To tell the bads
Of mankind seams.

Alas, the tellings tend to wrong.
The harvesters collect at dawn.


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