“We’re above nature.” Says the delinquent wearing a Canada goose. Giuseppe Gillespie – December 2021
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Harsh hand and word strike, Abuse grows the heart fonder Of their attention. Giuseppe Gillespie – December 2021
Fingers work to bone, if not counting coin and note then constructing poem. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
Jotted scrutiny Frenzied through criticism, Forgot the best parts. Giuseppe Gillespie – December 2021
Harboured bitterness, Stale bread fills empty stomachs At a risky price. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
Quick to cast judgement When concealing our own mire, Mob’s gaze averted. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
Hand tools, carved jewels, Made by mules and sold to fools, Value in sparkle. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
A blooming petal blows past broken leaf gently, Like a sweet fragrance on warm summer wind…
Those seeking favours Oftentimes inquire in a Modulating tone. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
That day we parted, Regret, how I longed to save Your image in lips. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
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