Poetry
written by: Thomas Park
@mystified131
Lines upon lines upon lines
Words make visual rhythm
Typed keys of black on white
We have your needs in stock
Love, desire
Loss, birds in song
Shakespearean echoes
Rows of thoughts
Self-pity, lust
Some worth a dime
If genuine
Sent to heaven in kilobytes
To become flickering lights
In the library there above
Strange fruit on a massive vine
For tribes of future librarians
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