CURSE WORKS

Damn I can’t start a poem with a curse
Damn no one will read this and think
This is poetry!
Damn I mean words are alive and living
Things grow and morph
Damn some of us are thumbing through
The past like this is life, no,
That was life, now has never arrived
Sooner, don’t you want to live
In the future
Damn, you don’t? Yesterday’s poems
Have already been praised,
Isn’t it time to entertain
The ink wand of a new mage?

– Eric McCarty (6/12/2012)

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