Suburban Lovechild

Veteran Poet - 1,494 Points (Los Angeles, CA)

So Reader - Poem by Suburban Lovechild

So reader
Amaze me
With our interpretations of my soul
Those bleak enough to peel the onion dry
And gawk astonished at the
French-fried layers tasty and rubbed
With mesquite anger and lament
What worth do I carry
For your own contemplations
Pressed against my tapestry
Do you see as I
Do I see at all
Does the world pass by
As we engage in musings
I carve from unfettered whims
And marinated gatherings
I only wish that value
Which I string along with
Licorice and toothpaste
Clog the sweet stick parts you ignore
Infuse your ability to wage
A safe night through the course sublime
That course being me
And the end game filled with
Winner's bounty
Fit for a twisted yet enthusiastic brethren.


Topic(s) of this poem: conversation, reading, writing

Comments about So Reader by Suburban Lovechild

  • Kelly Kurt (4/1/2015 8:56:00 PM)

    A very entertaining poem. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

    Suburban Lovechild (4/1/2015 9:07:00 PM)

    Thx Kelly, I appreciate it, glad you enjoyed it....Subby

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 1, 2015

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