stock analyst's lament

stand here now
while I search our common armory
of smiles flipped upside down

open my beggar's chest
my cagey vest
and stamp a note for our exchange...
 
 
you'll find no finer mirror
than the reflection of arrested expression
that you see in the face of me
 
🌷(3)

◄ tomb of Captain Eudemos

collective subjectivity ►

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