there's a criminal on the loose

Poetry Wanted, Dead or Alive                                            







The poster, tattered, blows
in the breeze: Poetry wanted
dead or alive.

How strange, it being dead
already. A reliquary of a world
past with beauty.

A summited bulwark, inadequate
to separate the serious worthy
from us.

Our banners waive in a new world
of decay. The revolution speaks
in prose.



                     Dr.Stu Kurtz PhD.









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