...being fed

8/31/2018

8/30/18

Grapes for being fed, not for wrath...
Fruit(ion)
Seeds
(Fe)mme
Like the iron in me
Some thing tough in the center
A ripeness bursting under the skin
Juicy
Whole
Grapes for being fed, not for wrath

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I am a poet, for better or for worse. It is a way in my being that, ironically has no words. It is a way in my being that finds me when I, and helps me to, forget. I am a poet, for better or for worse.

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...being fed

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