Indian Atlantic Poem by Dean Meredith
Indian Atlantic
It's no big thing
The sting in my tail
I'd score myself
Before I'd score you
I'm oxygen
I'm high &
I'm depleted
Lovely thing
I'm Peter Orlovsky
Continuing his weave
I'm a Jew poet
Any young boy
Caught in the communards
Of beauty
With its tangled spiders
Wives included
I'm Africa
A servant or two
My back turned
To the tide
Saturday, October 30, 2021
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