Quietude
The greatest Poem I ever wrote…
the one I just laid down
The one to last a thousand years
deep in the lost and found
With words familiar, feelings stained
in blood from echoes past
My pen left bleeding on its page
—as quietude repasts
(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2018)
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