Hot Flash Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

Hot Flash



Lost in long winding hallways
Do you shut the door and lock it?
Imagination by the vicarious
Have you left the earth to others
We all withdraw

Events become the rain and snow
A little circle of legal madness
Voices start to call ever so lightly
She prays to her dead mother
Her libido like a teddy bear

She waits for the hot flash to go away

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 22 May 2013

good poem, I enjoyed. thanks.

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Joseph Narusiewicz

Joseph Narusiewicz

So St Paul, Minnesota
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