Hubris Poem by David Kowalczyk

Hubris

Rating: 4.6


When all my words
are sipped like fine champagne,
when, in my dreams,
Roman candles explode
within the heart of every reader,
then, and only then,
must I grant myself this
most foolish of all fantasies:


A poem is now complete!

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David Kowalczyk

David Kowalczyk

Batavia, New York
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