Margin

at the end
of modern poetry
a test

stared at verses
SCRATCHED lines
scored through tears
to see

    some imagery

waited for the
poems to
SPEAK

for the
–other lovers–

to appear
tell me anything
but
all the thought
in my
head
was that
you’d gone
–finished–
so the
whole
damn
book
bled. Continue reading

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