To Biata B.

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I fall in love with poets…

 

one by one,

the horror that is the obstruction;

blocked by blush and envy,

and yet one seems to really get me…

 

avatars come and go…

sometimes even a hoe;

but a poet will stay a mystery,

when all I need is a screen…

About Michael Medlen

My name is Michael and during my free time I avoid having a day job. Strangely enough, this gives me the freedom to run this blog. I write just about anything that can be considered art. I also occasionally post articles that may or may not be relevant to the theme of this site. You’ve been warned.
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4 Responses to To Biata B.

  1. B. says:

    Not sure what to make of the Justin Bieber pick but this was humorous nonetheless!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Thanks lol. Sometimes I hope celebrities will see these, but I’m glad it got your attention…

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