Luke J. Holt

Freshman - 722 Points (1-14-91 / fullerton CA)

Maxims 64-71 - Poem by Luke J. Holt

*only the last man alive will have tranquility
and then go mad

*discussing prose with a cat will leave you writing poetry

*i refuse to laugh at an elephant who cowers from the rat in the same cartoon as a grown woman sinks a boat over a spider

*some people must chew the bitter salad of life s hatred for the living. your life will eventually kill you, some are less patient and quicken the gears with signals

* would a princess still be beautiful even in a world devoid of flowers?

* when you make your heart a pet shop, you fill it with love and its collateral stink and linger

* cancer slid to my dreams on a rainbow. in the morning you chewed blue dahlias noisily at my bedside and screamed *BIRTH* in my ear
was i born then?

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 5, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, January 6, 2014

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