With you removed
my mind turns
to the body politic
Instead of roaming
all over yours
Thoughts curdle
into globs of witticisms
the reflux of indignation
spat into the wind
Instead of expanding
to your endless horizons
twirling you like candy
I want to make last

Let us then turn
to nobler causes
Where resistance means fighting
to gain freedom
Instead of fighting the need to express it

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