Ten Maps of Sardonic Wit Poem by Christian Bök
Ten Maps of Sardonic Wit
Rating: ★3.0
Atoms in space now drift
on a swift and epic storm
soft wind can stir a poem
snow fits an optic dream
into a scant prism of dew
words spin a faint comet
some words in fact paint
two stars of an epic mind
manic words spit on fate
Monday, October 10, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: epic,fate,snow,words
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