Mal Sealy

The dry withered gnarled threadworn leaf hung uncertainly..
Its time unmercifully left wanting.
Natures subtle hand..
A soft breeze, an unannounced brush
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Contrived Durability indentured horticulturists
Orchestraters a coming
Defensive Architects plotting
Unnaturally-overextending...
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To feel this majesty! ! !
majestically ripened In.
Dimensional cascades
A kind of return! ?
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Unknown Ancestry
Innocently draped
Knee length boots sourced
Sweetness's honey'ed bee's carried,
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What is it..?
The faceless men unseen
Hindered/blocked entities
Greeds black goo stenched grip
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Brinkmanship at borders...
Present to the last gasp...
Deaths door enraptured! ! !
Retreated gorilla tactics...
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My Ancestors; Oh how over the ages.
My blood! Oh where from you?
were you pure? I am not pure! !
My Ancestors killed each other!
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The creators, for so many.
The Be-end for all.
bleedingly innocent destruction...
Timed organised designed, selfishness..
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Blue collar work

Banded together..
Battled through,
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The force within, seeded.
Seated! Docked at Berth
Canal-led from the Waters
Unbroken flow-felled.
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Presence's duality thief caught
Dual danced Oneness.
Marched decadence
drunk in line paced.
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Lobbyists Trolls clickety click
virtual influence-seeds planted.
War fare's rubber bullets.
Man-complete..cut and thrust...
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Yum U bullets
Coated bliss drops
Fireflies of the night
Pronouncing life's cycles
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The fools! ! !
Experiment, lab rats-
Dissected, exposed; rife..
Sowed wheat in abundance
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The Cell dividing into the moor
Archetypes pushing out and away
Ensuring the inevitable;
separation, growth, survival?
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Cultural Identity, nationalism;
Archetypal Tribes; separated
economistically separate!
togetherness divided..
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War and Peaces Tech?

If war and peaces tech could be up loaded?
The cycle broke, the circle woke!
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Fifty shades of Grey

Cable ties poetically aligned
Near perfect meridians punctured.
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Lycurgus's Swear Jar

Tears alchemical coming of age
Left brains soloist trickster fed
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Men...

There's something in the violence?
The shared afterglow?
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