Dinner With An Old Friend Poem by soren Barrett
Dinner With An Old Friend
An empty soup from the flesh monger
Sky spilled salt, a pinch of star
Blood boiled over a bone fire, liquid hunger
ladled from dream's open jar
Stirred with a moon beam
eaten with a bottomless spoon
shared a bottle of vintage scream
tosher friend gone too soon
Saturday, January 25, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: star
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Flesh monger is an old word for butcher tosher is a scavenger of the sewers
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