Cure For A Saint Poem by Douglas Scotney

Douglas Scotney

Douglas Scotney

Toowoomba, Queensland, Australia. Resides in Adelaide

Cure For A Saint



If you ask a soul
to waste its time
and it says 'cut the crap',
its madness was mere pretense
(or your mistake):

but if it wastes it,
then says it,
it was a saint
but now it ain't.

Sunday, July 24, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: soul,saint
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Douglas Scotney

Douglas Scotney

Toowoomba, Queensland, Australia. Resides in Adelaide
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