Angels out for their walkA Poem by jacob erin-cilberto
synapse had a lapse of reason no connection to the reality of bubble puppies floating on air Pawing through cloudless firmament the arc of their bark and I, with no understanding standing under the pack feeling the smack of their released offerings dropping on my head plopping as I run with Jim Brown moves trying to avoid the explosions and the implosion of expletives forthcoming. erin-cilberto 4/21/21 © 2021 jacob erin-cilbertoReviews
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9 Reviews Added on May 6, 2021 Last Updated on May 6, 2021 Authorjacob erin-cilbertoCarbondale, ILAboutOriginally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..Writing
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