Dead Anon Poets Society

With nothing but a fake name,
in spite of shame,
I trust you my words
to the dignity of swords.

I have none and many a face
and serve the beautiful disgrace;
am I alive? Am I dead?
Only some know me; that's not bad.

Here we all feel welcome
to turn writing to another level
as memory of the old faith
in brotherhood - for Art's sake.

10/02/2017