I must seem so strange
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
A Slow Burn
A Slow Burn
posthumous words
a poets fate
words like freedom
escaped onto the page
fleshed out
yet never a crescendo
never relief
furious scribe
your destiny is to wait
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