08-01-2015, 10:45 AM
Sorry, I was a little drunk when I wrote my response. Looking back at my response, I "irked". But, having said that, those certain words I pointed out didn't quite "fit" what I perceived to be the affective intent of the poem.
Forgive me.
Forgive me.
You can't hate me more than I hate myself. I win.
"When the spirit of justice eloped on the wings
Of a quivering vibrato's bittersweet sting."
"When the spirit of justice eloped on the wings
Of a quivering vibrato's bittersweet sting."