HookA Poem by ZeeArsonisti am memorizing your perfect face, writing poetry on the ceiling arms folded coolly behind your. own. private. thoughts. like a metal hanger on a hook tonight i realize Juliet was no astronomer © 2014 ZeeArsonistReviews
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