Maybe Poem by Eric Cockrell

Maybe

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body fluids, and black coffee...
pawnshop of the heart,
the corner of third and fifth,
or maybe...

they're talking about invading Iran
and the stock market jumps.
gas prices inch upward,
and maybe, just maybe...

you still taste like cinnamon,
and ashes...
maybe....

Saturday, February 18, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: ashes
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