I Think I Figured It Out Poem by Clive Culverhouse

I Think I Figured It Out

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I think I figured it out
you know when you cook a big dinner
say a Sunday roast, it spat fat,
dripped juices, potatoes fell out,
and your oven's a real mess
so you clean it, I mean deep clean it
like really go for it
well that's probably what death is
a deep clean for whatever is next

Tuesday, October 3, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: death,life
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