some good poems ive discovered recently
The Third
In an age of digression
We grasp for our purpose
Liquid
Liquid
Liquid
Pouring Midas like inflections
The countenance of our dancing drums
Marches us steadily toward united upheaval
Surrounded by familiar lace curtains
We slouch in the throne of status quo
Property
Rot
Constitution of Earth
Ripped apart by the
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