spittle
my lips open
that I may praise, yet once
again, from these lips spew curses
abjure your spit and leave
me dumb to all
the spew
my lips open
that I may praise, yet once
again, from these lips spew curses
abjure your spit and leave
me dumb to all
the spew
Well done. I do like this this form very much. And I can relate to what comes out of my own mouth despite my resolve.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Brian. What is it called? Birds of a feather...
ReplyDelete~Kay