Riot

called to riot like any life no matter no peace

we riot for a self and a silver spoon

now found guilty like a raw black word

the rope is older than the indictment

all lands given to the great city stomach

Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Wednesday 2 September 1663.

Dave Bonta

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