My first and only published poem!
While cleaning my parent's apartment, I ran into my first and only published poem in Pocket Lint:
I included some scanned pages but the poem is as follows:
Ophelia
-Erik Fausak
Sleeping,
waves of reality,
rippling in her wake.
Flowers of a sweeter design,
entice her to the bank,
where she recklessly
pulls these designs
of non-committal life
until she has spent her own.
I included some scanned pages but the poem is as follows:
Ophelia
-Erik Fausak
Sleeping,
waves of reality,
rippling in her wake.
Flowers of a sweeter design,
entice her to the bank,
where she recklessly
pulls these designs
of non-committal life
until she has spent her own.
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