Another Day On Earth - Poem by DAVID GERARDINO
WHILE the fountain was pissing
yellow, i thought, dame, i forgot
WHILE the beast fell to the floor,
the peaple of the cross, danced,
and drank up my wine.
WHILE the sky showed us the color
blue, i thought, this is it, this is the
whole show, and me, the spectater.
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