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Poetry Critical 2.0
Hey guys, Donald here.
In a few weeks, this site will be 9 years old. 9 years! And I still know some of the earliest submissions by heart.
But, boy. That’s like 102 in web-years. So it’s time for something new. I’m building that something now with my nights-and-weekend minutes (and plenty of coffee). Buy me a cup?
Development updates from Twitter:
|hear ye thy crowd|
credible hands do the job,
wicked people what do you have?
crinkly tarnished names,
devastated flocks scream to flee.
crumpled like paper thrown in the trash,
creepers to strippers turned to hush.
fewer i can remember,
nasty minds forced to sober.
solace from the unseen,
drifting shadows danced as it flickers.
riot of the ruling drowning shrubs,
to hence thy comfort bring.
altar reaching the orgasm stagnates,
crippled terrains of the blood.
venom from the sucked cruelty,
rippled to thy insanity.
to hear ye is to bleed,
keep shirking till the dwellings freed.
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