(via A Pilot Or Light That's Never Divided.. Comforter By John Tyler Mounce)
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"Boy Named August"
Almost at six now I see clear
The darkness has gone away, my dear.
My mind is renewed and fresh
As prideful tears my mother has wept
A man is what I'm finally becoming
While thirty is just around the corner
I am thrown into a new land
Far away from what I've knew before
This place is small but huge to me.
Big is the greater possibilities.
A new identity, a different me.
This version isn't high from crystal.
This person can clearly think.
Growth and maturity have taken place.
Something only time is responsible for..
Counting days weeks instead of days
As I wait for November, somewhere new to lay..
I'll be released with 9 months new.
A cleansed soul and body, my baby due.
The name for my spawn may be odd
But gender is male, he is my brother.
August burned without a scar.
This month is one to remember.
Six is half and almost full,
10 pounds with some ounces.
Infant child of mine.
Written on: August 20, 2016.
Accompanied by photography of 36 year old self, starting at 5AM..
Where the Wild Grows..
You tell me.
Prolonged Reduced Remain, Address
Illegal full-scale attack infrastructure
Severely compromising address to experience
Decided towards becoming of subsitution
International begun ventions therapy
Status test Western-leaning intertwined
Governing policy remaining to booking
Injection drug to remaining population
Risen harm of reduced prevents
People who use light drugs began to..
Warhol doing their prolonged stress
Fully-scales invasions brought strategies
Discriminatory articles innermost coding
Emigrating reconsidering therapy
Remission invasions victories helped
Powerful neighbor to a statemate
Starting the unjust Warhol's exculpation
Holding fighting preventing treated
Drugs continue implement reforms
Evenly undergoing thy's fires
People used to drugs or
People, we're these drugs, unjust.
Ninety to Pink, incapable.
Vise of a voiced
Chisel to thy creation
Amourettes around aura
Patriarchs plea a pounce
Folly finery fought
Hapless hoping to honor
Feeble fixations focusing
Treason thine's told, as known..
Impetuous insight to incline.
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Dovetailed, Arcane's Comic Cheerleader
Crotchet thy chalice's accustomed charm
Too trot a tally marked winning
Mariner's an inked photograph to advocate
Linguists learning at a liable longitude
Corpus a copper litter too frequently
Cholera thine's controlling contextual condone
Lexicographer this land's termpaperless
Denotative her dynasty's dividend directly
Cacophony a cheerful clash towards Titus
Execrable the emotive elite effectly
Facsimile thons fables fabracated
Cadence of a choir's queer affections
Arcane this Archie comic's character
Dovetailed the done, gone and etc.
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-John Tyler Mounce
As said: Sun, Dec. 10th.
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A step, but dance we met
Whenever their action
Understood thy accommodation refer
This was control that let go
To future that became unstoppable
Always a fan that plea to let be
But glamour a fight that solely won
Not burnt just a soul that's learning
The able to identify oneself is survial
Only tokenism that will always be solid
But knows it went sour to uplift
Not a jealous type until the degree
Which didn't shock but speaks
Now I try to cope to regain
The spite isn't to blame, unstable
Write to rehab this sobering state
The brain shall get bit to bit
A muscle that shall never repeat
Hard to forget, never thy regret
A wholly that flowers dry to repent
Never wish death only success
I speak into existence a blessed
Again, we'll remember but run
The race is to stick to a chased
That the angst will forget
To inspire is all creations mended
So foretell a feature, remind
It was but won't and shall
We dance to a step..
