King Of The Jungle Poem by John Zeller

King Of The Jungle



swinging like Tarzan
from one day to another
hanging on a guitar string
like a child to her mother
bending, pulling, pushing the day
halftone, whole tone, further away
if and when the day finally breaks
I'll sit down and restring it...

Monday, July 13, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life,music
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