I wanted to live my life split open, awake

Often Instagram poets want to tell the lesson in their writing rather than simply show the reader through sights, sounds, smells, touches and tastes of their lives and stories.

Their names are legion where they lay tunneled beneath our borders.

Because he lived till 1977,                                    his hair as white as wool

Let every enemy I’ve made be blessed, double;

I woke with Lycidas on my tongue, and I should have known.