An Angry Poet
White is the color of the pristine page
Awaiting words from an angry poet,
Soon defiled by inexplicable rage
Surely intentional s/he did show it,
Living forever words of this dimwit
Making of the page a blackened abyss
Devoid of kindness, enviable bliss,
Expressing instead the venomous ply
Delivered like traitorous Judas's kiss
On internet page that will never die.
written January 14, 2022
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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