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♪☺☻☺♪ Free verse was captured, confined to a cell by readers unraptured in modernist hell. And there he did languish while chained to the wall and desperate in anguish gave forth a last call: “Listen and read me— my muse is the best! Applaud and then feed me, your starving guest ! Don’t fall for that beat… Please ignore their old line. I’m here. I’m effete. I’m a modern divine… I like it in prison No, really — I’m free!” (But his lock was awaiting Your Readership’s key. For the moderns all lie, as your readership knows; Modern poets don’t die— they just decompose.)
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Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 8:02 PM UTC
Hard Cell
♪☺☻☺♪ Free verse was captured, confined to a cell by readers unraptured in modernist hell. And there he did languish while chained to the wall and desperate in anguish gave forth a last call: “Listen and read me— my muse is the best! Applaud and then feed me, your starving guest ! Don’t fall for that beat… Please ignore their old line. I’m here. I’m effete. I’m a modern divine… I like it in prison No, really — I’m free!” (But his lock was awaiting Your Readership’s key. For the moderns all lie, as your readership knows; Modern poets don’t die— they just decompose.)
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Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 8:02 PM UTC
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