Bryan De Poet
Walls - Poem by Bryan De Poet
Walls invade privacy of badmouths!
Wandering how they articulate?
Echoes! Echoes! Echoes! Ears! Ears! Ears!
Walls have exuberance of ears.
Walls are deleterious,
Even though they're stunted and dead like nails on doors.
Thee! Can't even fight walls
Because, of their fortitude!
Trust walls not, when conspiring,
Walls! Have exuberance of ears!
Walls defray to whispers
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