Sweet Cushion Lost Poem by Madrason .
Sweet Cushion Lost
We've lost touch
with that nipple
we tipple toe
lo and behold fall
and even fro
about it
triple trice
before we find the dice
like blind mice are we
and more than cripple
we fall where we can't see
the same oll misery
that plastic taste
a waste of time
and out of rhyme
we all drown in
for we are succulent
for what that nipple meant. M
Tuesday, September 15, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: passion,roots
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