Cider & Soda

This man believed as second chairs do
That love can be moved once the folio
Is closed and the rests have entered cloture
Toward him hanging by the neck
Until divorce or clarity take him from this place

As drafts are first and no more
Than ideas before the end of midships
Sunken in their own misguided cheer
Between infantry and command
There can only be to and fro, together

Is asking for a direction you used to know
And that these syllables in condominium
Are a house simply and unequally divided

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