You say, `impunity`.
I`m not so small.
You`re reading into this.
Cut another notch in your table leg.
Another dead poet washed away.
You`re proud of all your friends.
They don`t have any feelings.
They know so goddamn much.
A snap of the finger sends me reeling,
has me kneeling, e.e. cummings.
e.e. cummings
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