The Question Poem by Ari Alsio

The Question



You whispering like a lion
in the middle of the lawn
try to communicate
where the evil crocodiles sleeping
you can whisper or speak English
asks starling
and flies away.

Saturday, July 23, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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