Flu

Flu

A Poem by JR

I don’t want any white horse

or his rider, or his rider’s bow

but when things get boring I often wonder

how I would hold up

with every trick I’ve learned;

When things get boring I almost want to see

it all fall asunder and turn to ash

to see how I would handle

the end of everything.

© 2020 JR


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JR
JR

Placerville, CA



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