scott tetreault


Poem by scott tetreault

Release me from the opulent.
I am far too removed to care
Or to remember how it goes.
One's own crusteaceous beliefs;
from which belies transgressions.
Beguiling a life of judicious prudence,
onto a belittling distant gust.
Remember, time forges no bond,
only deliciously hidden subtexts,
calling to life's evolving character.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 11, 2004