can only go upA Poem by luna rosethis linoleum is an author with tendency towards such casual punctuation.
so undemanding:
not quite sincere
yet so sure of where it ends.
and sure of its plastic.
do my feet distress? should i clean it tomorrow in ode?
i will sleep upon it because i have no qualms.
because the floor is my fate, even though
it claims to have seen me walk. © 2017 luna roseReviews
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