eep. new year, eh?
a new year poem:
one might even say it's gimmicky. but such is life. (hey, check the last word. that's right!)
into the strenuous briefness
Life:
handorgans and April
darkness,friends
i charge laughing.
Into the hair-thin tints
of yellow dawn,
into the women-coloured twilight
i smilingly
glide. I
into the big vermilion departure
swim,
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