Pasquino

Daunting drumming, rolling from the city, roars.
Five times denied, the priest hurls his sanguine spear
into a city that sleeping stalls
its victor’s wreath and writhes in cool concern.
But, weapons that are inward turned never fail to maim or burn.
So, watch him flame with extraordinary might
and…

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Pasquino

Pasquino

Essayist and second rate bard.