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a study toward sonnet #289 by FisherKingKQJ


My love, I look on my byzantine life
If not with disgust, then a sense of defeat,
And the old anxieties are brimming rife,
Or else they're fitted bespoke and elite.
And openness I hesitantly delete
As remedy for even a peeping tom,
It would be hypocritical deceit
Redirected by me with your aplomb.
For secret lives the genome is a bomb-
Can I turn in my need to be insane
Then lucid? I've built atom by atom
A lover for you by being dryly vain.
On sight I believed I knew you, girl:
O, but all the science said give it a whirl.


On sight I believed that I knew you, girl.
On sight I believed that I knew you, female.
On sight I believed that I knew you, woman.