Scatterd Confetti Poem by david gerardino

Scatterd Confetti



DERELICTS, invisible priets,
whale bones underneath my
dreams.
WINOS, muddle in soot, wake
up says the bottle, its times
to sing.
FREAKS, gnawing at the past,
scatterd confetti, finds a place
to land.
wake up,
wake up,
says the man in your head, im
just to tired to get drunk again

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