ArcA Poem by Alfred Kukitz32 degreesArc I arc into my own space Where place is the black hole of desire Dirty, pallid, strewn with misconceptions, Lay down with love you squalid fool Listen as the illusionary bells ring © 2017 Alfred KukitzReviews
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StatsAuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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