Is It Poetry

(1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)

apatch apart aplay aday


when i got, it, i fought it,
i gave in to it, to her, any way.
she looks funny wearing it, i try to see it's
humor, it is blind to, it feels,
the heat when you look at it, how, is it?
i do not see what holds it on, determinations
grippes is chastity.
yet she holds it on, it is an every day battle,
a struggle, for
dear is life, if ever she, lets go of it,
she will have won, and it will have lost.

Submitted: Monday, May 25, 2009

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