the idea is small. make it be a poem. send me your small poems. i'll publish them. lynzepoet@gmail.com or post one yourself, in the comments.
hermit faces southi do not know this life-camaraderie, thesepeople and i do not think iwant to
fine indeed
- death - i taste your black pill - the lips behind - your dove -
I had a small poem -words soft, like candles after mass
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hermit faces south
i do
not know this life-
camaraderie, these
people and i do not think i
want to
fine indeed
- death - i taste your black pill - the lips behind - your dove -
I had a small poem -
words soft, like candles
after mass
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