Zzzzs - 9 Poem by JOE POEWHIT

Zzzzs - 9



NEED SOME WATER

Just very foul.
I cry out loud.
Water is foul.
Tears from owls.
Baby needs a drink.
Skin turning pink.
Vomit in the sink.
Good for the ice-rink.
Thirst is on fire.

Down by the camp.
River bank just stank.
Foul water on the bank.
Where can I go?
Move just so slow.
High on this dope.
Down the water well rope.
Water just makes me choke.
By some - I'M BROKE! ! ! ! ! ! !

9/24/08 Joe Poewhit

JESUS SAVES

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar 20 June 2010

good i enjoyed reading.10 shan

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Nivedita Bagchi SPC UK 13 June 2010

‘Where can I go? ‘…enigmatic...indeed...questionable… Ms. Nivedita UK

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