the train

I've been weary of literature
nothing surprises me anymore
nothing stirs me up
I am no more in awe
and I wonder
if someone has died
if something has been achieved
I've been weary of literature
nothing lights me up anymore
I am the coolest cow in the meadow
mowing the grass with my teeth




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Written on 2022-09-29 at 05:38

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arquious The PoetBay support member heart!
Being put to pasture, chewing on the cud
shares affinity with curdling cheese or
even every instance of drying mud
more so for the once prized stud
2022-09-29