My Oldest Friend Poem by Robert W.Quilter
My Oldest Friend
my oldest friend
he says carefully
is sharing a cell, and a toilet
with a man who probably
knifed a Thai family of four
just a couple of days ago.
my sister was screwed in a ditch
nothing could possibly shock me
so go on,
tell.
Monday, June 7, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: sharing,sister
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