Deep-diving into the culprits of my self-deprecation, "Discount Shakespeare" showcases all 50 of my poems, originally posted on Twitter, which I had written from my high school years to this day (whenever this gets published, I guess).
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Discount Shakespeare An anthology of musings Poetry by luxsick
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The round room
The round room we are in, Is a year's worth of agony, In a month's worth of sin. We are its instruments, Of stone, of wood, of wind. Trapped in a lapse of crescendos, Filled to the room's resonant brim. Let us bury the people's worry now, Let their well-made intuitions fall. And sniff out their love and longing, To hear its curtains' spectacular call.
