George Bernard Flaw (Triolet) Poem by Glenn Bagshaw

George Bernard Flaw (Triolet)



On blank scrap paper of his days
he had met her, loved her, lost her,
quick and dirty like bought essays.
On blank scrap paper of his days
he's comedy in tragic plays.
Scene Ones deleted reoccur
on blank scrap paper of his days…
He had met her, loved her, lost her!

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