Revolving Doors Poem by DAVID GERARDINO
Revolving Doors
Rating: ★5.0
belts, barnacles and revolving doors,
it is here where life makes sence, why,
you dont really know, maybe its your
comfort zone, or a trip to the zoo, still
with out it you feel dumb or nude, kinda
like no gas in a brand new car, , , , , , , ,
Monday, December 11, 2006
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9/23/2024 10:09:31 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Comfort zones, hmmm glass of merlot and a good novel, grand piece David!