Capital q Poetry
Poetry from the fellow Trent Bellwood
2/27/15
A creation
Whenever did I explode
And fragment over
The Green plastic coverings
Of electric monstrosities
Their censored mugs are most displeasing
But most displacing is their queasy ernestness
Attempting validation
This must be god and his creation
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