Golden Curse
Sep 1, 2018 · 1 min read

Like Midas I wished
that all I uttered
be poetry.
And lo behold!
The words I dished
no longer made
sense to the
coherent world!

Like Midas I wished
that all I uttered
be poetry.
And lo behold!
The words I dished
no longer made
sense to the
coherent world!