Sunday, June 14, 2009
PUBLIC DOMAIN
I was born under a bad sign
of the times, that has since
been disqualified, due to
contest rules, and had to be let go.
Portent’s not all it’s cracked up to be.
I am now a free agent, under
no waiver or threat of merger,
the sum of my parts, a dominion of one.
I am the blank slate you write yourselves
upon.
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