This is a collection of the poetry of Troy Camplin. As each poem is always a work in progress, comments and criticisms will be taken into consideration, and changes, perhaps, made.
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
A Theme I Would Love to Have to Never Write On Again
It's hard to avoid writing About the slick slime mold Of creeping socialism When it is organizing Into its slug form, Now visual, hideous.
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