I'm giving blood tonight

the mourning

clutter makes my heart grow stronger
jumbled and unfettered my soul wanders
let it pace, let it circle
pull hair loose, kick under tables
prick perfection, watch it bleed

mindless wardrobe of disguises
gems and stones, clothed so differently
adjust and refit, set into walls
excellence in towers unstable
one stone moved topples a city

no more than four men can fix it
somehow.

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