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Showing posts with label small poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label small poem. Show all posts
24 February 2017
27 January 2017
Poem-A-Day #333 : Narrative
Narrative
Toss - the match - right ? - I mean -
the fucker deserves to go up in flames
and God - I am tired - of sympathy -
so let's get this over with
Toss - the match - right ? - I mean -
the fucker deserves to go up in flames
and God - I am tired - of sympathy -
so let's get this over with
15 May 2016
Poem-A-Day #76 : The Novel
The Novel
Between the covers,
a field of dead things.
This line of ants carries their harvest home.
Between the covers,
a field of dead things.
This line of ants carries their harvest home.
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