Nike, I Am That One Hit Wonder. Poem by Simeon Jacob
Nike, I Am That One Hit Wonder.
I was once known on these streets
The haven I call to home is the pub
there, across the empty lot, I call second base.
The second world is coming on their
Bongos and synthesizers, free living. We will bring
Smoke screens and lasers, because today is the future. And the rest are left in pages that have gone unfelt.
Rubble unshaken from no man
Has sprinted bursting out in top speeds
No more running.
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