Dull Stone Poem by Stefanie Fontker
Dull Stone
Feed me your words
Bright, in this still
And dead, dark night
You name yourself
A dull stone, but
My heart does not cry
For riches and wealth,
In a world made of only
Fabricated diamonds
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5/2/2024 4:24:40 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Ingenius. Steph, you easily see through the fabric of the sleight-of-hand that constitutes much of our dull little lives.