Douglas Scotney

Gold Star - 38,343 Points (boomer / Toowoomba, Queensland, Australia. Resides in Adelaide)

B: Xxvi: Left Room - Poem by Douglas Scotney

You achieve content
From petty remorse
But there's room for crimes of intent.

Murder One and hanging,
Bitching, treachery, selfishness,
Hatred of poems and theft
Are what you inevitably get
When there's plenty of vacant room left.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 16, 2013

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