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Meconopsis (04/02/2016)
thru the barrows
and hell's own head
past winters where the tulips shed
smiling anthers, sickly sweet
thru tired eyes and tired feet
metted out loosestrife piles of letters
tossed each by each down forever
Wells as deep as Orion's weather
thirsting for all things unrequited
purpose lost but not respited.
how much meter for a stamp?
one what transcends death's garden woes?
spared of...
Saturday 2nd April 2016 11:52 am
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