Draft Poem by Nat Z. Punx

Draft



tales of grape yule sissies
my mind is rusty and that's a shame
i don't remember it looking so bad
it ran when i parked it

(or was that me?)
i give pearl the push
but she just purrs unaffected

hard traveling road man for the lords of karma
and it all comes back now

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Nat Z. Punx

Nat Z. Punx

peoria illinois usa
Close
Error Success