The Placings All SetA Poem by Alfred Kukitzeveryone at the table
The Placings All Set
Pour a moon for me Make it taste of curiosity Astro soul entangles my blood I'm floating for all eyes to see. Time is nothing in an endless mind I see distance in a speck of a trace Earth, round & natural, seems fine from here My idea of man leaves much to distaste. I hear the screams & chants for want The dollar store can't cover the Earth Bags of want, bags of goodies sit around absent without arms to trust Political scurvy sits around a mumbled rhyme lacking stable ideas for the a big feast of thine, Pass forks, knives, plates, The placing all set without the staples. © 2015 Alfred KukitzReviews
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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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