Conversations Broken By Conversations

A guided stream of consciousness poem for a contest.

Anger raped love...

nein!

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Love and anger intertwined

in a dance of earth

and nova.

The sole heir to her fortune,

would be a man named "Tra",

subverted and reversed

for the masses.

Anger raped love...

and she asked for it,

flaunting that pie

like a dreaming leper.

Saltless pepper.

"Rain on me, will you?

I still have dignity."

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He will come around again,

like something you'd say to a lover.

He will come around again,

like the b*****d child of a mother.

He will come around again,

fives and sevens.