John

John

John wished Delilah to help him 

Finish

"It's nice to meet you."

Borders broken and colors

Gone

"How old are you?"

Sent to teach without sugar

Lacking     Sweets

Lit within its soul she all

in every part why was sight

confined to such a tender ball

Possess     Control     Desire

That can't destroy itself 

Burns on whether quenched

Or     Not

Can't find its borders

"I'm in Fort Lauderdale, Florida."

Common sense is 

Uncommon 

"Where do you live?"

Questions caused by John's daughter 

Whose     Whole     World

Questions him in a pleasant 

Manner

Not as feeling through all parts 

diffused that she might look  

at through every pore

Says his dark age is the lack of obvious

Display

So she went around John's house 

Labeling

So his done-by knew to do 

Things

"Do you often visit the Fort

Lauderdale area?"

John talked rather than 

Finish

Not been thus exiled from light

as in the land of darkness yet in light

to live a life half dead a living death

He'd talk to his own corpse on the table

Nursing

Home visits for community 

Service

"Noticed you hadn't replied

to my message for a while, so I

just wanted to check in."

Because John couldn't run 

Away

Remember to eat his

Angel Hair 

Self sepulcher a moving grave

buried yet not exempt

Burns on whether quenched

Or     Not

"It's really exhausting talking 

to you. One minute you're 

rambling about this, 

the next you're rambling

about that. Bye."

Then calm of mind all 

passion spent

     John wished Delilah to help

Him 

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