Between the Folds.


Dither only for a withering dance,

To shimmer among the beckoning glance

Of the romantic heralds swinging,

The Carnivors with Herbivores singing 

Watch as the fathered worries find new missions,

Focused on the blurry hushed visions

Respite despite the claustraphobic venom,

To believe again 

In humans.

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