gestured days

gestured days of layered so what
crawl like stricken trapeze artists
in sawdust poignant with the shit
of domestication diluted temporarily

I see me like I see you and I
the sky is a fastened seatbelt
at the far end of the horizon
we run with the one more breath




Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2015-09-20 at 16:13

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josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
You've got something me terrific word play in this piece. "Days of layered so what" " domestication deluded temporarily." These are truly unique Phrases. Great dynamic in the second stanza. Complete movement. Great stuff, Bob.
2015-09-20