I Came and Saw

I gave. The gore, I tempered;
dissecting precisely,
ten blade and scalpel
liberating caramel

I framed, discussed, conjectured
bleeping mental jigsaw
with pieces where they should go
Not where they are

Dammit, not where they are

I flailed, I thought, I pondered
rationalised and aware
chose the should-and-surely-must-be,
despite the fact-of-what-is-and-therefore-IS


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Dear Glenn Lewis,

It is always too late
I will wait.
For it is lost already.

This love:
I came and saw, that no one can conquer.

Goodbye