The DNA of RubbleA Poem by Alfred Kukitzfor jacobThe DNA of Rubble a poet of rubble, a switch of the head, was someone beloved now lay in small beads of dead how i remember his tuneful voice where words became orchestrated in an unusual chorus so maybe i’ll visit this rubble one day and see if i could play with his DNA. © 2018 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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