Hubert J. Humperdink

Rookie (10/25/85 / New York Town)

Me, Myself, And Frisco - Poem by Hubert J. Humperdink

Homegrown vixen
Delilah drawn in charcoal
Driven from the sea as a lion from its den
A cracked sunrise on the mission thereafter

Your language, your educated mind is stirring
Filleting your hypothesis upon emerald hills
Forlorning distant shores as beaches drowned in Soma
Drugs in the hands of children

In comparisson I am Rip Van Winkle
Wanderer of NoCal
The Bay Area Summit as a Brooklyn Bridge pile up

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  • Rookie Michael Voorhis (12/6/2005 8:57:00 PM)

    I like your stuff a lot. Maybe you could read some of mine and we could talk (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 6, 2005

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 6, 2005

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