What if I fall into scabrous ruin?
Inveterate degeneration?
Absolute dissolution?
There is nothing else to do.
Saw the city.
Trampled the town.
Slept with the witches.
Hung upside down.
The party was a good one.
It went beyond the dawn.
The party was a good one.
Woke up on the lawn.
Kevin M. Hibshman has had poems published in many journals and magazines world wide.
In addition, he has edited his poetry zine, Fearless, since 1990 and is the author of sixteen chapbooks including Love Sex Death Dreams (Green Bean Press, 2000) and Incessant Shining (Alternating Current, 2011).
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