Wednesday, June 03, 2009

A Poem by BA Boucher

Once upon a time
I was full of exuberance

and words

Full from my lips
expelled from my protuberance

the words

Now they have left me
my muse slaughtered, and will vacate

the words

I can't think of anything to write
So I fake poetry, just satiate

like a turd

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