Burn
There is
no market
for philosophical
poems.
I build them
and
they
do not come.
They settle
into
robust
desuetude.
Metaphor
Image
Meter &
Rhyme
Diminish
then
collapse,
a noisome heap.
Let's
make
a
bonfire.
Burn
There is
no market
for philosophical
poems.
I build them
and
they
do not come.
They settle
into
robust
desuetude.
Metaphor
Image
Meter &
Rhyme
Diminish
then
collapse,
a noisome heap.
Let's
make
a
bonfire.
@tellio desuetude.
Great word.
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