Chained and Gagged

An exhort and disparaged youth,
Climbing needlessly into
Deep wells of coffee grounds,

The stigmata of my
Perpendicular ascension
Carved into the fist.

Retroactive inclination for
Battered innocence and striped
Yet condescending character,

Should I divulge her memories
And likeness into the cylinders
Of my disruptive engine,
And categorize myself
As belonging to a midnight conversation.

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