Burn In Coal. Poem by Kyle Shield Laster
Burn In Coal.
I do not have a single clue-
Of who you are or what-
Brought you here to share your soul:
To show us all your Butt!
Vicious; caring only when-
It tittilates your soul.
Again I'll never give you Words.
I'd rather burn in coal;
But take your eyes and wash them-
On the poison of your tongue.
See the things you've written;
See the Poets you're among?
-
To a vicious Mister...
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