Rope

I hang

Ever dangling,

Beneath the lost

Cause of hope;

Of a Philosopher Poet.

Writing about

This cord of rope.

Never

Too good for reason.

Never

Too lyrical in content.

I syntax my way,

And ill of education,

I am of a cohort

Of One.

Of one

Singular, alone.

C2019 Chris Thompson

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