Friday, April 7, 2017

Poem LV: No hurry

Halt maimed defective foot--misshapen halt scazon--
come rest your anceps here--your next-to-last effort
put off--I like your damaged slow and weird wounded
syllabic dance--Palmyra? Hear me out peg-leg
Zenobia can wait--my friend, there’s no hurry.




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