a study toward sonnet #831 by FisherKingKQJ
I miss you so much since you're far away,
Talking cross time zones engages dangling;
Your gene inset skin flakes beg me to stay,
Perhaps for your child or you cloned angling.
Don't undervalue quantum entangling,
And bountiful ripe stem cells in the nose;
Man, who jiggles us hard without mangling,
Kills us like clippings from fingers or toes.
On gravity strings my love thought goes,
To you, my poppet, copied many times,
Deleting prior selves with previous throes,
The teleporter tests first dirtier rhymes.
We know each other as pleasing habit,
If dying brings me to you, then I'll grab it.
(Chorus)
o $10,000 habit
o $10,000 routine
o $10,000 way
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