Capital q Poetry
Poetry from the fellow Trent Bellwood
6/20/13
Something to need
Never needed but to need
So see me weep
To drop in dreaming fast and deep
To where a hidden nectar seeps
From sunburst innards wound in throe
Another
From sanctified scourging barrow
Some other
Arrows that bleed in human color
Much more of needs than I could know
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