Eve Worth Online

Poets we call ourselves
for want
of a finer thing to be.
We scribble
down words
and phrases
between planes
and the ringing of cell phones
pretending we've got somewhere
important to be.
We study the sky
for the flicker of the marauder
and we warily pronounce ourselves
free.


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