Graffiti Poetry

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Mar 12, 2017 

Poetry
Has norms
rules to be followed.

Who's norms?

who's rules?

Let's create

A

genre

with
No

ruleS

No

rules at all.

Graffiti poetry

Is

What

It'll

be

Called.

As with the graffiti

On the old colosseum

walls.

No rules

No rules at all.

 

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Frank Hornby . commented on Dec 20, 2017 at 3:36pm
= CHAOS!!!........the end.....

 

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