arguments of taste.

arguments of taste
++++++++++++++

words..

The
only
Things I
Do
Not Waste.

All Else
is
For The
Birds..

or written
off as
Arguments
of Taste.

(as I
Drown in
The
Absurd.)
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My personal
phantasmagoria
leaves many
Frightened...

afraid of living
ghosts which
wander always
in My Head;

and Loves
Calamity is
Heightened!

(by The Fact
My Heart is
Dead.)


ah,
Words...

The Only
Things On
which I still
get Wasted.

Fruits of
The Absurd!

(most wish
they'd never
Tasted.)

jsh