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Age Spot

Age Spot

A Poem by Mike Michaels

Her arm out the window
Hand planning oncoming rush
Asks if in the entire universe
Are we alone? Of course not.
Can a resident of skid row
Cashing in bottles, buying a lotto
Win a billion dollars? Bodega
Owner smiling face cracked ear to
Ear in LA of all places, of course
Could a thousand computers write
This poem, this way,, today or ...

© 2023 Mike Michaels


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Added on July 23, 2023
Last Updated on July 23, 2023

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Mike Michaels
Mike Michaels

Milwaukee, WI



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