new old kid on the blog,
with an occasional
old or new poem written off
the old writer's block
No "monstrous poetic" here.Hang it allDecomposing in the airThese two lines hold that just ferocity together.
Leave it to you to look the beast straight in the eyes.Thanks, WB.
Hang it all, Vassilis Zambaras, there can be but the one "Vazambam."Everything else is mere jockeying for decomposition.
Now that you mention it, Vazambam does sound like a bang-up name for a race horse.
Absolutely. Best moniker since Whirlaway.