Covfefe Posted February 2, 2020 Share Posted February 2, 2020 I'm supposed to send out a personal statement To a school, To spread my persuasion evenly, Like butter in a mouth used to Chewing before swallowing. My friend says to spill, "Your truth is their truth". The gospel is that my town Burns too fast, And here red is not vintage. A boy wears Kito sandals twice his size And the closest we are to God is when We hate or kill In his name. Once when a secret died We buried her with her closet For well rested bones would Sprout chrysanthemums for incense. The present offers prayers for its future, As the past offered its goodwill. To be continued. 1 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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VINA Posted February 15, 2020 Share Posted February 15, 2020 I miss your words. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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