Quaternary

What is the harmony of nature
When can we make a bed in it?
What use do we have in being glum
Self criticism episodes disrupted
A dorsal cortex show for sure
To flee hastily, like a cat
An ocelot mimicking a python
Measuring quaternary heat
Just a piece of fruit causing dreamy
Contentment at the lips
Momentary forgetfulness
To take a drink from the cup of
Roman and Greek Gods
Deliciously secreted
Raw honey to render the bees
Balls are in court we play
The last word you would
Ever speak again the best
Words that were ever spoken
Still tongue tied and
Unable to speak
We keep cut flowers
In position free from
Simpering guilt and
Relinquishing an innocent rank
A term for incurring freedom
Not confinement lose the best
Of the attention
No good
No bad
Pierced by the holes
If a past has gaps
Filling in the separations

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