There is no judgment in the bohemian mind
No worry, no fretting away the hours
For want of irrelevancy
a world outside imagination;
Big Fat Reality: Fat Ass Cat.
Far away the device
switches ON clockwork
Opening the box
Of new probabilities:
Like an immaculate conception
The clockwork crescendos into rhyme
Said subject
Living and Ejecting Fear
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