KEITH BUCCELLATO Poems
- Desert Bum. Hot summer night. Like a dreaded bum in the Las ...
- You And I. You and I together as one. Like a fresh hot baked...
- Black Blurrs. Clear still glowing moonlight. Quiet like ...
- Mother Why? Since the first day i saw mother. She taught ...
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Clear still glowing moonlight.
Quiet like Black Blurrs through the night.
Soaring by thousands causing havoc.
Like the September 11 2001 tragic.
Looking for their bloody midnite snack.
Like a homeless addict that needs their crack.
Some still stay out to feed.
Like a newborn infant that's in need.
The Black Blurrs that seek other things.
Imagining the taste of human beings.
Radar aiming down low to find their next foe.
Feeling that crave like sex afterglow.
Like a gourmet meal.