Superhero Poem by Clive Culverhouse
Superhero
my long grey trunk
and thick greying skin
is finally
wearing thin
nobody talks to me
and so what
if I whispered
from the rooftops
despite being repeatedly
murdered
I can clear a room
in seconds
I earned the points,
all the stares
and I'm damn sure
I'll use them
it's tricky
in a ceramic world
oh, and you're standing
on my cape
Superhero by Clive Culverhouse
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