this is my masterpiece

I have this pic on my own blog -- it is from my three mag-po sets: Insult, Romance Novel, and Yiddish.

This is the greatest magpo poem ever created. I should know, I effin' created it.

magpo is for eighteen-year-olds

I

you smell. surrender all wind.

II

suddenly
the sky vanished

III

you crush
the chill
from this
empty morning

IV

moon will drop his stars
let march come

V
begin to leave
yet
hear the song
remember
not a fling
a friend

VI

she usues summer sky as balm