I’m a dead poet,
Buried six foot deep,
With vivid memories
That form a heap.
I’m a dead poet,
With words etched
In my heart, and
Fire formed art.
I’m a dead poet,
Covered in snow,
Rose petals and a
Withered glow.
Oct 31, 2016
Oct 31, 2016 at 3:34 AM UTC
