Lupe boroa

Rookie (apr.13,1974 / Somewhere in California)

Lupe boroa Poems

1. A Hat 6/6/2012
2. City Blues 6/6/2012
Best Poem of Lupe boroa

City Blues

Slowly a sinister smile creeps into the face of the stirring waters,
as the moon reflects off the cascades of the water's deep,
a narcissistic city licks his chapped lips and hollers,
vanity shrouds his simplistic mind.
And a golden turd is born
deep,
deep
deep,
down in the hollow of a city's bowels.
Buried 'neath the layers of the intestinal tract.
Lodged between the abdomen and arse.
As the colen burns and itches, and potrudes way out, and, like a pipe organ, plays a familiar tune, albeit, an all too familiar tune.
A golden turd falls down ...

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