Once-Over Poem by Alistair Graham

Once-Over



No full-moon tonight
Little crescent object

I leaped up
To sit a while

Reclining, my hands
behind my head

I studied total
insanity

After, I dropped down
to Lucille on the sofa

Toppled pistachios
into a bowl of shells

Mixed them through
Downside up

Sunday, December 17, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: mental illness
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