FOOD AND PEACE
i dont like nothing youre giving
i'd fall asleep in the sideways moon
pinched fear is thin and sophisticated
he says too bad, the wild elephant
a tiny zebra, theres peace in my desk
he says too bad, i dont like stars
theres a whole city while we sleep
i have to get a star while servng meat
i liked him in your pillow
the lead moon; i store my strawberries in your pillow
donna kuhn 2005
1 comment:
a most interesting poem, i must admit. its a different style then what i am used to, but it has a nice form.
gr. gouwerijn
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