Not a Word
...Where’s the tweeting? I have heard,
From POTUS, not a single word.
It’s really quite a lovely change –
My pressure’s in the normal range.
Not lies to set my blood to boil;
No barbs from which...
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Categories:
gutlessness, how i feel,
Form: Rhyme
Alluring Creatures
...across this, the living walk
on this day’s colourless rainbows
all life thus returning, to this faux solace
falling for eternity in the darkest night's skies
as wind’s waves scream, over one’...
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Categories:
gutlessness, analogy, betrayal, culture, deep,
Form: Epigram