So th’ Fakir sez, 12:00 am & geeze, y’ haven’t
justified yer existence today - your pen hasn’t
seen th’ light nor words flowed even partially t’
requite a space you leprously occupy; well, if I
can’t aesthetically debate I’m the Alms Bandit
he emulates, then I belong in another niche, &
it rankles; who’s going to abide with me for th’
views which ‘Wisdom of Ages’ construes free
But then he accepts th’ gifts we bear as proof
he’s for real too, and I joined that queue for all
th’ sagacity it contains: we’re here, ostensibly,
for the same reasons, I reply - although I have
to write with originality to ever be granted that
which is freely given you - but, I agree, there’s
need to be disciplined, and true, to our creed
© 12 October 2018, I. D. Carswell
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