Searching
inside his cranium,
looking for
a brain to rack,
he found the word
“uranium”
and launched
an unclear attack.
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Searching
inside his cranium,
looking for
a brain to rack,
he found the word
“uranium”
and launched
an unclear attack.
Your poems are an absolute joy, I look forward to each new one. Yours is the first poetry book I have bought in a long time. A light in an increasingly dark world. Thank you.
Thanks, Julia. What a kind and delightful thing to say.