Poem Hunter
AS (20 Nov.1950 / Yerevan, Armenia)


You're bored spinning your wheels
A square peg in a round hole called life
Cheated and dumped by your main squeeze
Your xenophobic feelings are running rife

Destined to hate till the kingdom come
Misogynist, an eternal anchorite
While suffering burnout, you ain't that dumb
Is the baptism of fire a pagan rite?

A walking sack of bones and flesh
You're trying to rise above the force of gravity
With anonymous idols you can't get fresh
They'll be the guides to relieve your anxiety

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