Acid For Blood Poem by Justin Houseman
Acid For Blood
I wasn’t whacked
With the lucky stick.
I do not have
A silver tongue.
I could not find
The golden bough.
I have the skin
Of frozen grapes,
Crystalized wine
For blood. You
Are the orange
I cannot peel.
Thursday, February 6, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: silver
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