Best John Hancock Poems

Fringed by putrescent dusk
Fingernails dig beneath graveyard wounds
Fostered by lexical warfare
Within the harrowing fiascos of tomorrow
Nothing but bated memories
Braided by skin, coffee, and cigarettes
Branded by concrete whispers...

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Could Read John Hancock

We could clearly read his John Hancock,
And so big leaving us in a state of shock;
Of impact,
Lost track;
Still showy and wanted to knock off block.
(Signatures do seem to be out of stock.)

Jim Horn...

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