Apr 2016
All the vile old men,
spitting fire at their peers,
are: (just) child poets
who've lost their pen,
over all (of) their miles and years.
spitting fire at their peers,
are: (just) child poets
who've lost their pen,
over all (of) their miles and years.
April 8th, 2016
(20/M/Upon Thee Prairie Plains)
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