Just Do It Poem by Stephen Brian Brady

Just Do It



how the doctrals of persubiance play
on our tenuous grasp of meanderae

where haunted wishes tease and sway
to the cymbalesque of hoomuspay

so cram your zest
in a sinuous jar
and feather your wings with aspidar

smear your skin with effelin
and begoferate round a pedal-bin

today

Thursday, September 8, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: haunted,wings
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