Poetry: Pity by Jeremy Limn

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Pity

Pity the man who
sold his life for crime
and fucked himself in caprice
suffered the dime
people say justice
is served this way nothing
has been more true

he looked up to Charles Manson
and ate momentarily
in the sweeping
colds of Alaska drinking
honeyed Scottish whiskey
dreaming about the Scottish
coast and barbecue roasts

later he was
released paid his
penance
served in the
armed forces
aspiring to be true
little did he know
he wanted a lover
to make his day out
in the sunshine

this man has seen
this come true amiss
in Tennessee plundered
Rum he saw grace
in the dirty farms in
between dusk he’s
been waiting for
The turnips to manifest
into art such is the yoke
of a story made by the flooding
mercy of saving grace


Bio: Jeremy Limn is a 28-year-old poet who has published three books of poetry, Raining Poems, The Auguries of Lost Lilacs, and The Roses Forget You, his work also appeared in the 2016 July Issue of Infernal Ink Magazine, and the Yearbook for the University of Tasmania 2015, and published twice with Vext Magazine, The Ernest Becker Foundation.

By davidlonan1

David writes poetry, short stories, and writings that'll make you think or laugh, provoking you to examine images in your mind. To submit poetry, photography, art, please send to feversofthemind@gmail.com. Twitter: @davidLOnan1 + @feversof Facebook: DavidLONan1

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