Above Seeable Skies

You can only steal a form
There’s no chance you own the source
Either fuel or inner force
Only hackers dot the com
If you take my perfect rhyme
Don’t forget neologism
Make up power of Moon prism 
Copycatting - not a crime

They all try to bite me, to slice me, to taste me
But have no idea how bitter is truth
It’s sweeter for dormant be shallow as groove
While I have inherited simple a fee

Observer, beholder, bewatcher, bewitcher
Don’t pull all the wool over publishers eyes
I won the collection of sacrificed files
They all came from bottomless magnified pitcher
That has it’s beginning above seeable skies


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