Schvitzing Dylan Poem by Suburban Lovechild

Schvitzing Dylan



Schvitzing Dylan
Beads on my brow
Harmonica in my now
Transporting me to this relic's salvation
Needless in its purpose
Selfless in its demands
Except for a grande bow
To the caffeinated queen
Nothing about this screams
Solace and wilderness
Tepid and grounded
But it's the most delicate, lovely moment I've had all day.

(3/31/11)

Sunday, June 5, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: joy,relax
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success