Good Poetry
Something in me wants
To scream. It’s all those
Qualifiers like
Good
Great
Best
The world swallows me
Like an unchewed bit of beef
I am the lone hiker
With a leg pinned
Beneath a fallen rock
Keep hollering or die
Good Poetry
Something in me wants
To scream. It’s all those
Qualifiers like
Good
Great
Best
The world swallows me
Like an unchewed bit of beef
I am the lone hiker
With a leg pinned
Beneath a fallen rock
Keep hollering or die