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Torn Jeans, - Poem by DAVID GERARDINO

DEATH, you pervert the body
with stink, you fill these cemeteries,
with my family and friends.
YOU reach out for the body, not the
YOU become a comedian when the
moon shows up.
YOU teach that every thing or one,
has one last phone call.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 26, 2005

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