No Sense Poem by Marco Driver

No Sense



A torch burning with spent desire
A man huddled over a lifeless squire
A woman brandishing her unrepentant desire
All together make no sense in Yorkshire

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Darkness J 02 October 2009

Emm not bad I liked the rhythm.

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