What should I cry, in lines,
That I will not cry, in eyes?
Rather be daft, and laugh
At the amazing array,
Every day, of wafting
Words, driven in herds...
To the idolatry of poetry
Gods and Goddesses.
elysabeth faslund
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sacrilige-or-however-you-spell-that-hehehehe/
