Briar Prose: fiction and poetry: poem: Swine

Thursday, July 17, 2008

poem: Swine

Swine You are not everywhere, Not in every hellbitten scowl Not in every forced call You never laid a finger on me I’ve no hoof-shaped bruises, anyway. How you spared the rod In favor of your Acid Hear my ungrateful whine? Swine! The scheming face of swine! No I will not see a boar’s visage On the... Sign in to see full entry.

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