Overcome by lassitude
I took out my typewriter
And wrote a letter
To
The rhapsodic songs
I kept singing all night
A resonant guffaw
For
150 words of poetry
On tessellated fabric
Written with thick black ink
In the memory of
The forgotten.
Aug 6, 2014
Aug 6, 2014 at 12:59 PM UTC
Overcome by lassitude
I took out my typewriter
And wrote a letter
To
The rhapsodic songs
I kept singing all night
A resonant guffaw
For
150 words of poetry
On tessellated fabric
Written with thick black ink
In the memory of
The forgotten.
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