White Castle West Of The Mississippi Poem by Bryan Corbett
White Castle West Of The Mississippi
sitting alone in a room
pondering life's great
imponderables:
God?
Infinity?
Life after Death?
why a mechanic's car barely runs?
why a carpenter's house is half-finished?
why a plumber's toilet never flushes right?
why a school teacher's daughter drops out?
why a florist never has flowers at home?
Kim Kardashian's Fame?
and?
why can't you get?
White Castle burgers?
West of the Mississippi?
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