Mattress Poem by david gerardino

Mattress



SO and so's zombied -out,
adrift on his mattress,
having a cold spell you
might say, or struting his
debious light on a quick
sand night. if you see
him or think you see him,
just give him his drugs,
and let him pass you by.

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