Paola Degli Esposti

Veteran Poet - 1,458 Points (22/03/1962 / Bologna)

Scrambled And Portentous - Poem by Paola Degli Esposti

and portentous
it comes a tune
outside the kitchen
and i am cooking
and i am yawning
not a drop of milk
not even a rice crisp
cereals not to mention
but eggs are on my plate
and my cell already flips
i run towards
the table
and you steal
my glass
uh no
we start the day
with a clash
and portentous
good to you

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 30, 2013

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