Tattoos in Mayberry

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I have made peace with your quiet stillness
amidst a maelstrom of discord.

I'm left spellbound by your passion to coalesce
social change-lessness with desire-less equality.

I'm gentle witness to the cadence
of your unwavering static balance,

I've have accepted the ebb and flow of
 your relentlessly maddening clarity.

I remain  awestruck in the wake
of your beautifully encrypted
mixed messages.

I am ever mindful to the cadence of your
rabidly, enthusiastic, childlike discourse.

I'm enamored by your infinite energies to
sustain an even minded
 non-attachment
for cutting ties clean,
while maintaining a conditional tolerance


With one minded, determination
you serve to unify
my unconditional surrender.

I am trustee to your
unceasing devotion to utter
and mutually assured non connectedness

I  marvel how 
Cloistered in odd luxury,
  you boldly disperse natural
 bursts of creative energy.
while fervently upholding
punitive jurisprudence
over forgiving grace.

In great barren halls
your legacy of thrifty encroachment
has assured the non-distribution
of life-sustaining resources
for all perpetuity.

Woud it do any good
to cry  'mercy'
from your cursed blessings
you've laid out
like blue ribbons
at my table?

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Buddy Bee Anthony




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