Apr 2013
I will with diligent gratitude disregard my right not to copy
For I am...
A Tyrant ,
I Confess
but not quite destroyed,
though perhaps Forgotten.
A Bird,
Dead, yet Beautiful,
& Mysteriously still Producing Eggs
though lost in the trees.
A Zebra
that is Gold,
though still worries.
For I am...
A Tyrant ,
I Confess
but not quite destroyed,
though perhaps Forgotten.
A Bird,
Dead, yet Beautiful,
& Mysteriously still Producing Eggs
though lost in the trees.
A Zebra
that is Gold,
though still worries.
About 6 months ago a few artists collectively planted a seed in me, and poems started endlessly sprouting. High fives to anyone who catches any references. What inspired you??
