Selfigood Poem by Milan Georges Burovac
Selfigood
to stop me? it is
already that- silence
after the big-draft
nearly One
nearly Trip
to the fundus of scream
to the red of storm
and this flux of hope
an ecstasy
to my life
Saturday, April 18, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: hope,life
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