Savage Poets
Lacerated tongue, lilted symbolism
Hearts wrenched in pain
Fever eclipsed, words remain
Darting in the dead of night
Some flat, some bubbling
Bitter, bled, absorbing, churning
Never accepting the day's images
Exactly as they sit
In careful wording, a poet's mind exhibits
Transformation of common currency
Full of grace, full of venom
Seeping where other talk just explains
Copyright © Justin Debrosse | Year Posted 2011
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