Shaving My Pancreas With A Weed Wacker Wire Poem by Emerson Roberts

Shaving My Pancreas With A Weed Wacker Wire



If you love my afternoon speeches
Sharing grapefruit on the balcony
You’ll know I love
And give what you see
The heel mark on my neck
Is from the European police
When I black-marketed surgical tools
To drug addicted Bulgarian gymnasts
And all the money is hidden
In the dirty cathedral

Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: money,sharing
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Emerson Roberts

Emerson Roberts

Charlottesville Virginia
Close
Error Success