Look!
she says
And there, navigating the confluence
Of metal pipes safeguarding our football field
Monkey.
The world shines a little brighter;
I know not why.
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A/N: As featured on my blog Fogworld (fogw.blogspot.com).
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Anarchy
PoetryAnarchy. A swirl of topics: emotions, allusions to history, social issues... And somewhere in the maelstrom comes forth rhymes and prose. Note: If you can't be bothered to read all the poems (quite understandably), I've starred the better ones.
