G.M. PALMER
Tuesday, February 25, 2020
Last Sonnet
Last Sonnet
Life is tied
to the mud.
I have tried
to sew my blood
with words for thread
to your eyes and ears
through the dead
space that steers
you to this line.
These words are yours to sing,
they are not mine;
I never finish anything
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