Best Poem of M.C. Bruce

Adieu, Amy
Rough angel, switchblade heart
tattoo my tongue to your leg
pull me down and let me feel
the flames of wherever you are bound. . . .
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On Poetry
Whenever a poem
Is titled'Poetry'
The poet tries too hard
To convince you

That he makes words dance
Or she captures time
Or they recollect emotion in tranquility
Or any such shit.

I myself have opined
That Poetry is how
We explain ourselves
To an uncaring world.

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