Float , , , , , , , , , , , , Poem by DAVID GERARDINO

Float , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Rating: 4.5


DERELICTS, invisible priets,
whale bones underneath my
dreams.
WINOS, muddle in soot, wake
up says the bottle, its times
to sing.
FREAKS, gnawing at the past,
scatterd confetti, finds a place
to land.
wake up,
wake up,
says the man in your head, im
just to tired to get drunk again....

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lawrence S. Pertillar 03 December 2005

I enjoyed reading 'Float' very much! check your 'priests' out! David...'up says the bottle, it's time to sing...' maybe? 'scattered' confetti? ...Just thoughts. LSP

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