Jon Edward Walker

Rookie (6-26-1980 / othello)

Here It Is, I Suppose - Poem by Jon Edward Walker

balding,
fat,
jobless and staring at the ass end
of 30
but I got
the woman,
the dog,
the truck,
the kid,

who will always stand beside me
like a country song in reverse

so
it doesn't look so bad
think I may take off
in the 78 dodge
champion
have a little adventure


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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 12, 2010



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