diogenes in poetry

  • April 22, 2017, 8:22 a.m.
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oh to be oh to be
Mycroft in Diogenes
no more words to speak
all the words you can see
with a secret purpose but
nothing else to bother me
a cushioned tram to ride
tween clubhouse and home
oh to be in the crowd
oh to still be alone


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