Poem -
My work or his
- Audacity, complexity, sit down next to me. Tell me your stories of boldness and perplexity. Tell me of matters that only few know. Tell me of places where only few go. Daring, daunting, ballsy, it must be. Tell me the stories, you can trust me. Audacious you are, and complex your work is, but deep in your heart,you wish my work were his.
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Hey THOMAS!!....I REALLY like the way you formatted this write.... it really added to its appeal by adding a little physicality to it..... interesting that turning one's head the slightest bit could make such a difference!!..... hmmm?!..... clever!!..... anyway, sounds like you threw down the gauntlet here for some relationship that I'm not aware of..... but it did make for a striking read!!......ALL STARS!!...... enjoyed this brother poet!!.....LOVE and ROCKETS!!....T xo ?☀✴✳
Thanks Tony. The format was an accident. But I'm gonna live with the format the way that it is. Thank you for reading and grading my poem. Thanks again Tony