Dirty Water - Poem by timothy mercurio
an act of humor as i gazed apon this here pledge
i have seen nothing but an object before me, as i gazed apon this here bowl as i wash away the feeling's from with in, to a dirty water from my witts to be dropped with a splash as i curl enother one out as to i might just pass out.
i thought to my self as to what it maybe how much filling could one person hold.
this log like object floats towards me as i star gazed into it i see the yellow green and brown its a ship alas' i see me true self, beyond the waves that recall once the open well!
this good fortune as i have layed to rest apon.
my good heaven suppose to wait as i hear a knock calling my name
20 minutes later need not to bare this stinky little friend could not resist
as i shout and push comes this birth..
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