Four Hundred Twenty Answers (20/30)
The prompt for day twenty over at NaPoWriMo was to write a poem that uses at least five words from a list of twenty-eight...this is what I came up with:
an
artillery
of nerves
curl around a mind
haunted by the ghost
of existence;
four
hundred twenty
answers temporarily
satisfy the questions
of a svelte life
frequenting the
entrails of reality's
gutter.
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