When will they cease to shake?A Poem by Jon Roggie
I wish I could blame it on one thing.
Too much drink, maybe missing a meal. It comes, and goes. I can't explain it. One moment, fingers fly across the keyboards. Next, effort to peck each key. I won't even go into using a knife, after all I am a cook. Even now, I feel the stiffness, the other side of the coin. Wondering when? © 2014 Jon Roggie |
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1 Review Added on September 21, 2014 Last Updated on September 21, 2014 AuthorJon RoggiePorterville, CAAboutI tend to ramble, and rarely explain myself. Take that as you will more..Writing
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