Party Fears

poem by: Edouard Ligand
Written on Sep 08, 2015 

Not more than party footfall on ill-fixed board
No more sound than a gnat's seppuku
Strains necks to whiplash around
In shame's equilibrium, contumely restored
To kick the sentimental corpse black & blue

 

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