The English Language

sorrowing ditch of tongues
bastard of a dying despot
black hole of linguistics
mount of a chipped jewel
leper’s leper
bardic twang of morons
belchèd wretchedness of drivel

that’s my living English
my home, my clod of dirt
my web, tendril, scaffolding
thing most dear

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Born 1958. Not dead yet.

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