The poem transition
The poem transition Failed in evolution As metaphor Gave way To teenage rambling About broken hearts In similar ways Written in painful Long drawn pieces And art is lost For glitter beads On ill fitted jackets Or corn rows Placed badly On white Gangstas Who bash the elite For having more poise And cry foul While learning etiquette And fail to grasp Their faults as thinkers.
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I am a button pusher. I stir up trouble. It is what I do. I live in the borders between light and dark. I can write about beautiful things, and joy and love, but I find I am more creative when i write about the dark. I love to hold a mirror up to the...
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