11 Jun “Fugue | 47: Some Kinda Grail Problem” by Joe Hall
Lamp, the flowering column, in the mist, in the axiom, you sit
in your red armor, the loose prism that peels from light
in moon-smashed foil, playing your cards on a
table of mist,
Read the full poem "FUGUE | 47: Some Kinda Grail Problem" by Joe Hall.
in your red armor, the loose prism that peels from light
in moon-smashed foil, playing your cards on a
table of mist,