Occupancy

There was a time enforced
I licked therein the back of your head,
Before their gums replaced my tongue
So turned my teeth to lead.

I cannot move for seeing you,
In currency, the emptying sea;
In pastoral ways, bloodhound veins,
Freedom formed from occupancy.

The decision maker’s dossiers
Have your headware stamped;
The prisons, schools and hospitals,
The tanks upon the ramps.

Even time, no less,
With your ages marked;
Should I rescind enriching binds,
Cerebral riots sparked.

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