Frenzied Poet
Hunting and fishing birds
by space ...
Stampede the sea with
success...
I throw rocks in the sun
and blame the weather
for all this...
All done, I write
verses ... then I rip them
all out for fear !
Afraid to be read
by crows ...
I evict my weeping,
I break them all in pieces ...
Then ... later, I forget ...!
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