Poet

Poet

A Poem by Capaneus

 

    Propane

    A Natural gas

    Warms the heart

    A little unnecessary though

    There are other ways

    More expensive in the long run

    but they never tear the roof apart

    Slowly consume perhaps

    But never

    instantly

    Blow your mind

    So to speak

    It can’t be helped I guess

    This place came rigged for it

    Gotta Light

 

© 2016 Capaneus


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Added on September 1, 2016
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