Untitled. How can this be? What am I
To be labeled a bastard? It’s not fair
that other great poems should have titles.
But I have none, no meaning to confer.
What is this, this second stanza? Worthless!
This line is blank, and if not, should be so.
This acquired skill is small. Oh useless
line, please for the sake of analysts go!
Will it be published because it…
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