Bitter Permit by Lane Timothy Speidel
I cannot always be sweet.
I must have a permit for bitterness.
However infrequent I must behave ingraciously*
I spill my soup and spit out my cake.
I let fly wretched names and invent in brief syncopation decades long rivalries.
I pathologize flaws and squeeze texts unfairly.
I am high from inhaling deeply noxious theories.
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