Muscle Poems

Revenge of the Heard

By and by a woman who writes love poems to men

 

The lone wolf

Now does not remember.

The eyes wandering

Inward like water

For a stalking word.

Simplicity is no longer,

Because of responsibility.

Nothing may change

Except the fear of the King,

The fear is vanity

In a groundless winter.

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