Bipoler Land! ! ! ! Poem by david gerardino

Bipoler Land! ! ! !



WHILE the fountain was pissing
yellow, i thought, dame, i forgot
the milk.

WHILE the beast fell to the floor,
the peaple of the cross, danced,
and drank up my wine.

WHILE the sky showed us the color
blue, i thought, this is it, this is the
whole show, and me, the spectater.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
this odd story came from a dream i had, , , in the dream i had this person show me things i missed while driving.
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