Strange John Wayne

In the middle stages of latter existence
Now no longer a strange John Wayne
The West wanton crumbling fortune cookie brain
Cow town cub scouts restaurant equipment ruse
Marble pillars columnar cages bent steel iron peels
Chameleon hearts strolling mayhem thrombosis squeals
Too mush room to trip upon a night fantastic pose
Time is inverse rewoven back light lantern smack
Blood sugar rose tide like nose biting hacks
Harping on the strange John Waynes
A middle stage of latter existence



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2020-08-30 at 17:25

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josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Good improvisational riff on the current chaos!
2020-08-30