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Absolute
Some poems just write themselves, this is a short, but wonderfully complex poem. |
-Absolute- by Keaton Foster Perilous am I The wanting stranger Fraught with all of life's beautiful horrors Riddled like cheese The vermin they feast All that was once inside pours out I am bleeding dangers Reeling with anger I am a self-deprecating being Broken from the very beginning Fundamentally flawed excrement That has long since done what it takes What choice did I have? Absolutely none! Absolute Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2012. |