[mild piece that I am yellow]A Poem by Aaron Eliad
mild piece that I am yellow,
glossed, plucked and palookad,
so treble I break from the dream of dead popes
luck that I like finding
soft packed in a sixteen non filter
trickling tender on the glass plaque
for my brain standing guard boys,
pipbrook mills
and a dollar forty three in tongues.
© 2009 Aaron Eliad |
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Added on June 25, 2009 AuthorAaron EliadDCAboutAaron Osgood Eliad hopes to rethink and thereby reinvent himself by juggling spider monkeys at the bottom of a lightbulb and perform a lifetime of critical posturing in discussion before his excesses .. more..Writing
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