Michael Witkowski

Rookie (14 July 1973 / Berent)

Lush Milk Cow Meads - Poem by Michael Witkowski

Cows moon on the feasty lush
under their feet silky strands
of earth's hair- punky green-
the Earth is a punk

but in summer haze,
in summer drought-
Earth grows 80s cool
blonde hair

wind waves hair
a grass hairdo unsettled
copious source
for white flow

creamy bland sweet
noone sees through it

preternatural drink
for a man but he
harvests fruits of beings
which he defeated

i hear a loud outrageous cry
startle the walls and trees
how dare you think of
human milk industry

cows moon-walk
on Earth's punk hairdo
agricultural marketing agency
lauded the moon-walk in elation.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 18, 2005



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