the bold bulls
balls lost
bullocks converted
cart
their sacred cows
to butchery
bloodied by
the holy law
its cut-throats
wail
be mute
swan-song
the bells
silenced
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𝓟oems 𝓟rismatic
Poetry''sketches that shape-shift the angle and the curve'' (line from the poem 'Contrast) Recent/new poems tend to be at the beginning of the book.
