Patrick Bateman


Scrappy - Poem by Patrick Bateman

Tenacity has not
The kind of rigor
Required to defeat the might
Of flight
Not quite
Unlike the sordid
Refuge existing in your
Sincerity

Disparity
Only separates that
Which is already breaking
Forsaking
The quaking
That is making
The trachea swell
To reject that “Fugacious”
Feeling once agin!


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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 16, 2006

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 19, 2010


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