Wanderer
by Todd Cheney — Read all 47 poems by Todd Cheney
Monday, February 16, 2004
A dozen evils
Held at bay
Beyond the Doric
Wolves of Gray
A stanchion tall
Is raised for all
Beyond the Sancitity,
The Hall
Away ye
Vile
Wanderer
To die...
The Seventh Circle
Most intriguing, thank you, Todd,
m.
Sara.