Chad Parenteau: Poet For Hire
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Wednesday, April 07, 2021
NaPoWriMo, Day Seven, Poem Seven
Past Third Fall
Go flog yourself every time
they don't take your name in vein
with the heroes whose words
you mine morning noon night.
Take penance for sins nobody
even knows they possess.
Write a real goddamn poem
in self-mutilated palm.
Show it to absolutely no one,
rely on mustard seed faith.
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