I don't know much about poetry.  I don't read it (haven't since high school) what do you think - is it good?


KRISTEN STEWART shared an original poem in "Marie Claire" magazine, read it below...




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My Heart Is A Wiffle Ball / Freedom Pole


I reared digital moonlight


You read its clock, scrawled neon across that black


Kismetly . . . ubiquitously crest fallen


Thrown down to strafe your foothills


. . . I'll suck the bones pretty.


Your nature perforated the abrasive organ pumps


Spray painted everything known to man,


Stream rushed through and all out into


Something Whilst the crackling stare down sun snuck


Through our windows boarded up


He hit your flint face and it sparked.


And I bellowed and you parked


We reached Marfa.


One honest day up on this freedom pole


Devils not done digging


He's speaking in tongues all along the pan handle


And this pining erosion is getting dust in


My eyes


And I'm drunk on your morsels


And so I look down the line


Your every twitch hand drum salute


Salutes mine . . .