Non-Erotic Poetryladybugladybug impervious
to my charms
written in sanskrit
for my own edification
I can't help my extremist views
left me a husk
of a man
hoisted by my hubris
challenged yet another municipality
to offer their funds for beatification
that they read as beautification
left bloodstains on painted walls
offer me a fiddle to play
and a fence to sit on
while I watch the world burn
complacent in my own ineptitude
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