Immortal Poem by rich soos

Immortal



sitting on the porch
drinking beer
thinking about the
UPS driver who was
unable to find my
address in this town
with no street signs

I wonder if death will
have the same problem


from Parting/Departing (2015)

Wednesday, December 7, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: aging
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rich soos

rich soos

Passaic, NJ USA
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