Robin Bennett

Rookie (December 25th / New Orleans, La USA)

It's Only Wednesday - Poem by Robin Bennett

It was a typical day, stuck in the
middle of a Wednesday and the world
functions without me. The bitch that
calls herself life, has caught up once again.

Superstition is ripe in my mind and
the pregnant peaches seem ready to burst
I fail at harvest time, the victim inside screams
Open spaces overwhelm and assault my senses

Call me a outer space misfit-
I run from the full moon in the sky,
her whim overtakes me now.
Constantly I ebb and flow with my sanity.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 4, 2012

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