Vodka Manna Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka

Vodka Manna



I shall like
my future
and though I think

sometimes
two days ahead
is much too far

my cogitation
promises
to be present

because it wants
to see
how you

like Jesus
shall thinly stretch
the bottled manna

Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: pome
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