Is It Poetry
Personal Am I) Unbiased( - Poem by Is It Poetry
Extrema opposites of parking still free, 'Sand Key Park.
Swimming far out into the fast moving channel to sea, it all.
Able to see for miles it is wide moving north and south
or west across the channel, I float the rest, is to far away.
She is older topless sunbathing with a towel close by
and easy to converse with, I don't know why, I do, do I.
He is the same but a man, is a man he is still a man, as I.
I found what he was doing to be repugnant and unthinking I.
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