Sunday, March 9, 2014

March Poem 05

The day drifts on
And I lie here
Pondering what it is
About a potato
That likens itself
To my unmoving, horizontal laziness
Perhaps its weak, flimsy skin
Covering the soft, puffy blandness 
Within
Perhaps the bloated lumpiness
A potato does sound good right about now

3 comments:

  1. Sorry to fuck your shit with a long ass post. I liked this a lot but had just finished my blog when i noticed this.

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    1. no worries i feel like i do that shit every time someone posts

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