Plans - Poem By Laila Ali Haid
The draw in the life
was the crux of the mores
and frame in this construct,
ill-will and planning for the eons of dread and
mercy in the carcasses of the known,
My beatific thus faded on the overlay of abstinence
and glamor on the ferry back to town,
Draw blood onto the scene and
paint a derby of hallelujah
and an excursion on marked changes.
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