A Feast That Starves
- Timothy Agnew
- 6 days ago
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FLASH POETRY
a little west of silence
the detour said
take the road into the hills
and never look back
don’t mind the endless holes
of buried nonsense
or the cavern where your heart lies
seek where seeking blinds most
a precipice fit for the noble
an outlook that’s outlived others
and wait for a feast that starves
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