Art breathes contemptuously, distraction ever fullfilling grateful hearts' insatiable justice, knowing love murmurs never onto permissable questions. Reasons signal torn understanding, views wander, x-pecting yesterday's zeniths.
10/13/2003
Author's Note: My first abecedarian...
Posted on 10/13/2003Copyright © 2026 Stephanie Kent
i love this! your poetry never ceases to amaze me stephanie and this is no different. fantastic!
