John W. McEwers

Freshman - 538 Points (6/20/1980 / Nova Scotia, Halifax)

All Of Tomorrow Lost At A Card Game - Poem by John W. McEwers

I bet it all
shoved an eyebrow up at two pair
and said ok
I'll call

and you took my car
my home
my clothes
my humanity

Kate, you took it all
and left me here
with rags
draped over bones
a shambling bag of sad

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 13, 2010



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