the perils of personal poetry by Dawnstar

Apr 2020

slick sentences afford me frisson
yet i'm not sure i like this chill

feels pretentious esoteric
not vital nor sinful nor ill

one seasoned word of calm
captains fifty voices shrill

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Dawnstar out of the blue

(out of the blue)

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