Virtue of the Moth: Poems by Danny Price
Thursday, October 16, 2014
There Is No Accounting for Taste
it is not often that i think
of peace
or
of the soldier
there is part of me
that believes
war is inevitable
but
the whole of me
finds it in poor taste
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