in the poems of todd moore you'll find
life
& death &
dust &
booze &
truth &
a sawed
off double
barrel
aimed at
your balls
& you
will gladly
choke
on the
blood
in his
words
& ask
for more
with a
shit
eating
grin
on your
face
- previously published in Blood at the Chelsea (Erbacce Press)
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
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