"Box" Poem by Michael Walkerjohn

"Box"



Money
Powers
Greediness
meaning is thus
money, is that root!
Not a tuber, of supreme
value, to the human body!
Not that cocktail… ‘the' most
important of all things potent!
Not an over-large bath towel!
That one, you wrap twice
around your child!
Money is imaginary!
Money is Scary! The most
dirty thing, on this earth; is
the American one-dollar bill!
Now that is some scary shite!
Where are your gloves? Not that
pack! You ain't never gonna have a
need for, those gloves again! All that
slick, and sticky and icky and full of covid
clear tasty lather… Phuck covid! I want to eat
my fill, of as much as I can fill of; sweet juicy
wet moaning morning scented real woman
box!

"Box"
Tuesday, April 28, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: auntie,honesty,hunger,mourning,purpose,sacrifice,season,sugar
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
"give me your sweetest box...."!
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ruth Walters 01 May 2020

I'm afraid Covid will ph....k us if we just carry on as normal, we have to keep our distance for one and other until they find a remedy, vaccine or treatment etc., I can understand your impatience though

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Michaelw1two 02 May 2020

Aloha Ruth and Cheers! Thank you My Dear for having a visit and grabbing aholt of this little diddy... Not the most fashionable of prose... but you did catch my drift... that is a selfie kudo if ever there is one remaining! Please do visit and smack me when you want smores of this schist! All of the best from this life, to you, and to all of our relations... Michaelw1two

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