Life in a chair,
Life in a chair,
Winding down,
Pucking up,
Letting the wind loose.
Do you mind if I have,
Another bite, another taste,
To let the flavor sink
sink,
sink,
sink,
sink,.,,,,,,
Drown it out with caramel coating,
Laugh it in, wild about it,
Nothing deep, in the woods,
Tonight,
No deep matter, and no boards,
Just the air smelling of burnt up drugs,
And popsicle sticks.
YOU ARE READING
Please Don't Touch
PuisiPlease Don't Touch is my first self-published book of poetry, written and published originally in 2012. #51 in Poetry, 3 June, 2017 #85 in Poetry, 4 June, 2017 #108 in Poetry, 25 May, 2017 #136 in Poetry, 26 May, 2017 #149 in Poetry, 24 May, 2017 #1...
