Lithe The Livid Poem by Bruce D. Simmons

Lithe The Livid



Swiftness in conjunction
has it's
array
believing smoteness
will surly
give gains
hot of coals
glimmering

has it's
upendness



Fallow Fameness

Unrooted of grains
production
sends a twirl unrepentness
to comatose the
senses
pale all colors rejection
in flames to
dispersion

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Bruce D. Simmons

Worchester, Massachusetts
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