Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Poems in the wild #48

Poem #48 (10 of hearts) was released at the Little Library in Melbourne Central.

Poetry folds into itself so tight
Like a spitwad primed in the end
Of a disembowelled Bic.
Spray of mâché and saliva
I have minced words all over
The back of your silent neck.
I'll pulp your whiteboard whiter
With a lick and a promise
Lead verse made shot.

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