A Game of Bad First Drafts
A meta poem about writing. Like florals for spring, groundbreaking. Also was restricted to a word bank for this exercise.
There is a dry fire within me. Tethered to the conditional syntactical densely patterned unpunctuated fine succession of the winged gift that is the first draft of a poem. Improbability is high so chisel the discursive the provocative the nostalgic when ending the last line for it will be suspended ba…
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