The Institution
I’ve tasted your wine
let it numb my lips
intoxicate my Reason
And as any other
Poison
I’ve expelled you from my body
Grown to repulsion
not to distaste
but to bitter restraint
You call it order
But what authority pegged
You
the qualified
to tamper with
My mind
taint
My purest birth
So leave
I’ve tasted your wine
and I resent it
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