I'm back to blogging. This poem is a book review for Just Putt's new chapbook.
This is the review for your book
Shit is heavy not like a Chevy but many nights of accolades being held back by a broken levy, that flows as you go but crack the verse from the shell to get to the meaning
It's a story of a love of a ladywith the truest intentions
Tearing you up in the air on high suspensions
Cutting the paper into tiny hearts
Dropping them like rose petals swept into a fire of crossword puzzle word selection
Damn, it's nice worth reading more than twice
Four star general's salutation from 21 guns straight from my heart
