Tuesday, 18 February 2020

so this is how it was

so this is how it was

take this tortured soul (for example)‬
‪wrapped in paper‬ damp with the sort of tears that will never  
ever ever ever (dry) for ever the‬

‪watermark of a poem that attests‬
‪‘real and genuine’ ‬
expect no less of the truth
when the dagger finally pushes home‬

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