Thursday, August 9, 2018

Poem - In The Big Child Much Begins Poorly

in
the big
child
much
begins
poorly

elegantly
whomever
spreads

behind
the conclusion
the long
wolf
holds
sharply

to
the immortality
most
deteriorates
bravely
behind
the ugly
rifle

quickly
everybody
gets
off
the difficulty
down
the distant
outcome
the poisonous
pistol
brings

some
lays

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