vocation unparalleled flexibilities
hanged in his own chair while writing his poem, the poet
body trembles between word
word and not to condemn, in its jaws
two crickets in the midst of his fangs
and splinters of whiskey and poor awareness of the poet,
what haunts him most, what can be said without mentioning their misfortunes rather than
life, is its essential part, the symbiosis
stop suffering in the echoing back passenger between cities
without being pun green dye or vertebrae useless
waving their black horses of madness and the award-winning and heroic
sex of flower or fruit to spell the next nightmare.
is here in this small achievement, that hint of bite captive
where you choose to be a poet is reborn and rises speech:
through this living thing called language, he tells us, part
medium, part chance, his original voice is fully modern. Disgusted
gropes chaos between your story and becomes
finding mutual understanding of loneliness, peer, peer
silences between two oceans perpendicular water, and that is when you read good poetry
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