Those Letters Unspared

Often accused of abusing the words,

I stand guilty here as charged

 

Their purpose to serve my feelings unnerved,

when into the darkness I bard

 

Used as a shield, my will not to yield

their ink splattered blood stains aglow

 

No guilt do I bear for those letters unspared

—as their corpses define what I know

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)

 

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