He’s Gone to NowhereA Poem by Alfred Kukitzyouth of yesterHe’s Gone to Nowhere I shall say the youth has left me took the 5 o’clock train to nowhere I heard from him on occasion that he was finding his way to to himself when he finally arrived on a 7 o’clock morning I saw him for the first time anew like an old man in his sixties awaiting that morning dew. © 2015 Alfred Kukitz |
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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