(London, 1845) from appreciates you. by joseph biss

an endless bought with the
the pugilist, the big sad
was horrified by wedding bells
my date with death
by my own hands
a job well done
measured twice
thought better thrice

i failed to keep it coy
you called out my poems
both know what they’re about
and what they’ll do

white strawberry blossoms
how is it may already
the return
of the grosbeak
followed by oriole
ornithological
calendars
floral
timepieces

i failed to keep it coy
you called out my poems
don’t know what they’re about
and who’ll they’ll save

a week without any rain
sparks the worry of wilting
and just like that
i’m choking mud
through sand grit teeth
i smile thick
like the seed
i swell
i sprout
scarified
no longer
afraid to die

i failed to keep it coy
called out my own poems
sudden shift from cowardice
my grinch heart grew

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