Pretentious Piece of Garbage.
User of Big Words.
Victim of Unnecessary Capitalization.
At present, I admit, I am lost In the woods, Searching for a home that will take me. I have found a few nice ones, though they all
By Michael Turle6 years ago in Poets
On a hilltop, stark and wide, Alexander stopped and sighed And a question did his mind provide; Will it all be enough? Egypt, Persia, Macedon,
There is a man on my street Who gazes at her as she passes His eyes are sharp, biting, Cold talons that long to pry into