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A simply-written poem I finished late last night.
About a ghost watching their own funeral they learn how they died and what their life really meant.
warning: it involved strong language, racial and sexual joke
Novel | Updated Jun 10, 2013 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Fridays finds Her biding Time
Chastity vibe and a bottle of Wine
Resting upon a ledge balance beamed
Light and dark fluidity of movement-
Diurnal Vernal blade of Bluegrass
Holding the contour of a footstep
Left Behind yesterdays Gamble.
A Win streak Wind beaked Birdcall
Beckons a Supper...
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