Staggering in a cage of sticks and stones
Nocturnal amongst the Smiths and the Jones
Obambulate and gnaw on flesh and bones
Wishing for the mountains through moods and moans
Lick the wounds of your habitat
'Ere when the grass was grown not flat
Obsequies to the starving cat
Pleasing for the aristocrat
As we trap the last few
Recall this sight we drew
Disgrace the man who slew
Savour them at the zoo
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Post-Modern Poetry
PoesíaThis is a collection of poems I created during my Access course at Exeter College. I plan to upload these daily until the whole collection is complete. They're well versed in both meaning and rhythm, and would like to see how my work compares to oth...
