Like Perpetual Motion
We can get giddy, if you want, give upOn narrative, throw out snippets of this
And that, throw polished rocks and store-
Bought glitter, doing our best to instill
In our readers the giddiness they've come
To think they should feel when we bring
Them a poem, and, that way, of course,
We'll get published and giddy again.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2020-10-17 at 15:02
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