Banana Poem by sean north

Banana



Wh0
or whats this
dark part needs me

As silent as these
hands that feed me

Can cut me up
devour and bleed me
Plough until they have
sowed and seed me

Can't vanquish assumption
only wash in its ocean
All thoughts and ideas
mainly mostly commotion

So
eat a banana

get high as a lama
in the storms center
its Calmer

Tuesday, October 10, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: words
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Kumarmani Mahakul 10 October 2017

All thoughts and ideas mainly mostly commotion. This is an amazing and thought provoking poem shared.10

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