I’m Park Sitter Poem by Manonton Dalan

I’m Park Sitter



countless feet trudging
before eyes of a bull
ballerina dancing above
silk friction against skins
rush feelings with beans
they're playing with me

way from a distance i pray
for sun to shine brightly
so i could read this fantasy
hot dog vendor smiling at me
she knows what i want today
except what my heart wish be

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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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