Invective Tongue – June 28, 2020

Grief, life, love, poetry 1 Minute

Pungent hits the ground

Running

Fleeing the scene

It has every right

To be here

After everything it’s seen

Feeling punches

Rolling round the crowd

All of us are talking

Way too fucking loud

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9 thoughts on “Invective Tongue – June 28, 2020”

      1. I read your poems and they are all competent… Competent is the baseline. When you go over that baseline, I tell you. But, at this point, I’m tempted to move the baseline.

        I think every poem needs to end strong and this ended with a great couple of lines.

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