Monday, January 16, 2017

Poem #84 Big boys better anyway

Sit sordid dream beneath
A bitter elaborate ache
Grown with TV,
Play stop.
Go friend
Above ugly trudge- fast boy
Pant storm wind feet’s language luscious
Let the sky pour rain
Hug home hero
Good gift faithful eyes
Alliances black blue
Trance a video word,
Competitors empire
Please me you,
Or a drunk diamond death
Eat chocolate meat, celebrate decay
Big boys better anyway.

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