lend me your trademark! your wordmark your restrictions!
it's the moment whose foment
repeats its rhymes as crimes civil
crimes drivel
a criminal scrivener
(who will not, that's a good bartleby)
when power sups, the mourners turn upside down cups
into dour remainders
in the long division between class and teacher and author and rich
such categories!
scattered between teeth with need of a toothpick, or if available, floss
carry what you must and discard what you can, into a stomach
well-prepared for gum and disease and formative lives
bacteria, yes, and live and let live and let live and let lie
Roman Ryan 