Leon Agnew


Shiny Picture-Face - Poem by Leon Agnew

Illnesses
Are transient
Beings with
Nothing in their
Ramrods - for certain
What's up, little child?
Your head is wild
Flat as a single frame
From a grungy porno flick
Shiny, too
Fluourescent
Doused in grease; some water, cum
Violent sprays of
Worser days
When I was gaily
Merrily
Stupidly
Minding my own business.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 6, 2010



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