ILL PLOTTED POEM

 

An ill plotted poem;

it dies

a merciless death

 

no one mourns

or turns out 

at the funeral

 

That’s the way

it always is

with poetry

 

It’s a tough game

and the weak

simply don’t belong

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Jesster's picture

LLove this

LLove this


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georgeschaefer's picture

merci beaucoup

merci beaucoup

allets's picture

No, not

4 the weak. -S-


 

 

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it's a hard game.  the meek

it's a hard game.  the meek get eaten alive