Genre: Rhyme, Political, Society Mercury by Keely Kiczenski http://www.glottonous.com Drink me: A shapely shifting goddess for thee. Nerves dance, The king is folded now is your chance. Take nothing you need. Lend none of your heed to arms with no hands. Mad hounds Crave and call your heart’s bloody pounds On beat, With thin air… Continue reading Mercury, Poetry by Keely Kiczenski
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