Writing 201: Poetry: Day Four

Imperfect, Limerick, Enjambment


You wrapped yourself in some foreign cause

and drenched your thoughts in strangers’ applause

hoping to line the story across your lips

and add some gravity to your kiss…

Yet all that stiffens your spine is straw.


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