Everfrost Poem by Mason Maestro

Everfrost



Warrior
From the clouds
Is it lost
Or is it found
Don't believe
In any thing
Til it is
Officially
Well denied
Vain disgrace
Sides hold sway
From this race

Dead impulse
Gallic stooge
Out of view
Subterfuge
Heaven, hell
Visionary
Club of the
Literary
Winter sun
The hinter lost
Gradient run
The Everfrost

Monday, October 10, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: government
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