Artist Carcass Frozen In the Arctic
Forgotten Poems fill my head,
Though ruined; tattered or destroyed
The Truth I seek, how do I dread-
For this Life I've yet enjoyed!
Arctic Artist, how hard I shiver!
My frozen carcass never found
Lethal Liquor engulfs my liver-
As the snow drifts all around...
Copyright © Just That Archaic Poet | Year Posted 2013
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