New YorkA Poem by GhostwrytaMy experience in the Big Apple
in the midst of
impatient drivers well-to-do haBITCHual lifers cursing me to hell for slowing their pace right- turners light burners bearing devilish grins on face because progress was not impeeded brakes bleeded stopped on dime for vehicle impairedoverheated green...yellow...red...yellow...green life in progress pavement paving way to means greed self-indulgent repulsive/impulsive condusive to this dog eat dog world... © 2011 Ghostwryta |
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Added on April 7, 2011 Last Updated on April 7, 2011 AuthorGhostwrytaYougstown, OHAboutShhh! don't tell anybody i'm writing what you are feeling what you are too afraid to feel, or to express or to think, i am the horse that dove in, while you couldn't be pushed to drink i am the we.. more..Writing
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