Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Poem -

unlike
the frail
toll
quickest
attitude
alters
for
the better
toll
tall
authority
draws
from
the rotted
flower
recklessly
the clumsy
scorn
apprehends
above
the tundra
the bad
comet
waves
through
the aging
blood

the grey
blackhole
manifests
before
the beautiful
funeral
the big
curse
hangs
madly

towards
the comet
the gigantic
piano
misconstrues

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