Luke J. Holt

Veteran Poet - 1,696 Points (1-14-91 / fullerton CA)

Pied Snow - Poem by Luke J. Holt

Pardon me for this fusion of colors and blisters
Id kill your beauty if it werent invincible
in the splintered wake of torpid youth
sodden with vain suicide and dusty clocks
simmered in drugs and white sadness
lustered war dreams piss on newspapers

your quiet snowflake fingertips

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Written September 2011 in Holtsville New York

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 27, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, June 28, 2013

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