Pop Goes the Weasel

Pop Goes the Weasel

A Poem by Flake

lying in bed groping yourself


not everything it gives comes true. 


pine drifts across the sky

like birds in migration. 


I have a coca cola bottle floating

   on its side

for you. 


"what do you have a feather on your feet? you're too old for this”

© 2015 Flake


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the way "on its side" is sitting there. that's fantastic.

nice to see somebody representing pittsburgh.



Posted 10 Years Ago



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Added on February 26, 2015
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