While I Strut The Trudge Poem by Jose' Antonio Orellana Artolozaga

While I Strut The Trudge

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While I strut the trudge-
I married lemon drops
And firefly bellies.
I make love to them at
High noon and in the
Pitch black piano
Banging night.
I shake sleeping stars
To frenzies punctuating
My heart, and the
Wind casts o'er sea shells
While I strut the trudge
Of my words doing time
©2009 j.a.o.a.

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