New PoetlandThe author, well affright in desperation
Admonishes his quill with concentration,
As men may conquer pangs of death
Or sheep may conjure dragon's breath.
I do enjoy when things connect
As Gods of Greece or bards or Brecht.
But when the stars of dust collide,
I simply die inside.
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Poetry by weirdzarun
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Written on 2009-11-18 at 09:37
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