Day: August 7, 2018

For the Love of Writing

We thump our feet in anger When fate swindles us. We thump our knees, in anguish When agony is absolved of beauty. We thump our buttock cheeks On seats listening to those, Whose flirtation with glory, is a crown, that fits, And a shoesize that gets bigger by the day. We thump our palms, calling

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