InkBoy's blog: "CemetarySoundPoetry"

The A's have it

This soul of yours is archaic

Antiquated by wisdom that ripples in allegiance to other ancients

So abstruse in art

Defying acrid accolade of undercover admirers, afraid of you and your aesthetic army

Audible aristocrat

I am assassinated with the arrogant aroma

of truth

In this

i aspire