eaves variation in poetry

  • Aug. 14, 2016, 7:36 p.m.
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and if there’s nothing left for us after this living
as agnostics and acrostics might suggest
if your puzzle ends up only half-completed
all that matters is that you tried and did your best

life seems short when you’re driven to your knees
in this sea of interest and fees
don’t you feel like desperadoes under the eaves?
no one walks this path with ease


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