Poetry in a SquareA Poem by Alfred KukitzTheir is an undercurrent flowing in the deadpan of life.A round poetry in a square, The tabloids murdering the edges. Hypocrite after hypocrite praying for realness in their lives, Sands pouring over the hourglass, It's the moment you didn't know you were waiting for. © 2014 Alfred KukitzFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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