.My Own Design.

Innocence
it is something to be desired
I suppose
yet something so soon lost
whether on the playground
or in the bedroom
Innocence
is something to be reckoned with

Loss
(of innocence, that is)
is an eventuality
inexorable
in its very
unavoidableness

I am my own
Sutpen
an in my scheme
         machinations
         plans
         desires
I am free
it's like pie
put all the ingredients in

(boom)
perfection
revenge
regret
Sutpen

kismet

loss
(of recollection)
(   regret)
(   pain)
maybe innocence
is not such a good thing
after all
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