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Hurt LockerFeed Birds
Poems
Sep 2018
A sonnet attempt (for mom)
an alleyway croquet mallet
has offed me aside the cheek, mom
and hallow I ruse and relish and weep about it-
carrying the decaying,
I rush to greet certain death, only to find more construction sights
and cars, bothered by their metal and their enormous frames
and my cynical attitude, i know, turns no light for decent people
making invaliuable clauses out of merit heat, and I fear
out of rational and simple,
that I may have exchanged my promise for plea,
I ask the gods and my mother
of such a night like this,
that I may go in peace?
through this one,
at least
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Hurt LockerFeed Birds
25/M/San Francisco
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