Ideas to Conjoin

This nuance, this tact

This lack of heft from his right shoulder

He held me on the way back

He held me on the way

I am stymied so often in my response that no other than publication itself

Could find me happier

I am wanton, it is said of us all, but to liken to criminals

No! no… that won’t do

So it is ideation that again culls our yearning for the morsels of oddity so cherished

By our brethren

And I do mean our friends

Those of ourselves who see ourselves in our own way

And not in a mirror timefuck that would have you disheveled of mind

At the thought of looking at yourself wayside

I am in doubt at this conjoining of ideas

But if it works, work it

And if it doesn’t

Send it to your brethren

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