“A harmless man is not a good man. A good man is a very dangerous man who has that under voluntary control.”(Jordan Peterson)
The crackling lens , as of a man who smolders in Venice heat & cannot stand
the two-legged anywhere on the streets,
and if swatted like all the down-trodden, were he to see clearly, wouldn't like it,
either, not on this pissant hill of a world;
nor will murky crystal clouds, made in the Punjab, be enough to daub the brow
like refreshing thoughts of wife & home.
No, he's not some two-bit christ guy with blood on his palm. He will fall down
here just once. Just once.
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