So admittedly I didn't use that many links and the poem is uber short, but I figured it was best to get something out after the assignment was left lingering for so long. The resulting poem is nonsense and written at nearly 7 a.m. after literally no sleep, a hangover, a four hour long phone conversation and several over goodies. Still, better late than never, eh? Parce out the meaning or don't, you're beautiful regardless. -B. No Boy No Cry 1. tough boy david copperfield once disappeared his wallet, made air of a thing while under the gun's solemn glare. His passport, keys, his whole life tucked into some tidy fourth dimension. Even as the gunman flees, the illusion creeps toward a kind of deft reality. 2. keep you, burnin' an old gyspy witch casts a spell full of apocrypha and dried dog shit throws the bones to the flame and slits the dog throatwise. She chants, she shrieks, a missive in the madness, calling the kindling, urging the burn. When it is said, it is don...
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