Sagacious Master Soul

Ohh, Sagacious Master Soul,

with dexterity and precision,

you fabricated me, from detritus,

in contemplation, I scrutinize

your prudent decision.

My modis operandi,

a putrid pitch,

saturating my thread

of time.

In perpetual,

decay, I manducate,

upon the carcass

of sorrow.

Copyright © 2017 Zachary W Gilbert

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