Sunday, November 27, 2016

Poem #20 My Every Poem

errors return my blushing print
true small judges
all bolded words
reading list of a lengthy affection
a life before a facsimile
in the process of becoming
emendation out of door
hobbling in my mind
feet a flaw, unfit for light
a brat of my own
pressed ill formed
a misspelling a misprinting
irksome vulgar
rambling visage
meaning poor
my friends a public view
naught in this array

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