Poets die. They die In parks, in hospitals, in cabs, In Italy, in Alaska, in debt, In nooses, in anonymity, in rags, In slums, in mansions Poets die. They die At midnight, at noon, at dawn, At Breadloaf, at Sewanee, at AWP, At the hands of the state,
Poets Die
Poets Die
Poets Die
Poets die. They die In parks, in hospitals, in cabs, In Italy, in Alaska, in debt, In nooses, in anonymity, in rags, In slums, in mansions Poets die. They die At midnight, at noon, at dawn, At Breadloaf, at Sewanee, at AWP, At the hands of the state,