She wears yellow
Her spine erect,
Lips pursed, firm
Eyes bright and wandering
Only I see her perfect fire
In quiet stillness
It is the fatal and eternal
Burning from beneath
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Blackout Poetry - Absolving 'Absolution'
PoetryI used a kind of 'artistic graffiti' on my old English setwork from high school, and tried to redeem it so that it would not always be a complete waste of words to me. This is blackout poetry done by me (a full explanation can be found in the introd...
