Minutes from the meeting…

Surely one would sorely miss
certain sorts with a sort of kiss
Curtain falls on assorted bliss
as I sort of wish that a balled up fist
could be called upon to fill the port with fish

With this brief little aside
I set to one side
the sighs that rise from eyes within
The cries that fly from the belly of sin
to pry surprising tears from chin
Arise reprise of silent thing in basement

Lingering grin clings on after face went away
Whence then this sadness one feels today

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