Emily Dickinson, her time’s Poetic Justice,

Touching smokey lips with infamous Tupac Shakur

But please don’t cry, dry your eyes, never let up
Forgive, but don’t forget, girl keep your head up (Tupac Shakur)

Though I than He – may longer live
He longer must – than I –
For I have but the power to kill,
Without–the power to die.
(Emily Dickinson)

The rebels that delivered messages in the mail

And fell in love with long, braided, twisted strands

Of tepid emotional, religious, naturalistic, societal confusion

Victims of…

My Life Had Stood

A Loaded Gun.


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