Bishop’s Poem Poem by Brian Taylor

Bishop’s Poem



Let them stay up late
to calculate
what is due to them
and how to get it
and what are you to them
and don’t you forget it.

Fill your mind
and let the mosquito drink her fill
after her kind.

Bishop’s Poem
Tuesday, August 18, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: blood
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