I suppose I should temper myself down,
compose flowery, empty prose, and slap a rhyme on the end
spew platitudes until thinking people drown,
never compromise the ability to pretend
that invoking a name
is exactly the same
as living the identity
of what they claim to be.
About the Creator
Harper Lewis
Ekke Ekke Ekke Ekke Ptang Zoo Boing!
Intrusive rhyme bothers me, except as a weapon.
Intertextuality is my passion.
Formalist/ New Critical are my guiding theories.
My words are mine, not a robot’s.
MA English literature, CofC
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