The Poets of Fire
How can I follow the footsteps of the colossal,
Long legged and limber lipped, brimming riotous lust.
These murderers of inertia, bearing forth
Verse for their vainglorious muses.
Red blooded and heavy handed with fortune.
Restless zealots that drown in indulgence.
Those very ink brandishers who cast their nets
Full over all the ordinary
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