Poetry Or Bust Poem by Clive Culverhouse
Poetry Or Bust
a friend of your friend
whose friend let slip to me
of a man whose desire
is to become a ghost
I suppose he has his reasons
as do you, gulping
while I'm sipping
red wine in bed,
playing, during
this relentless evening
what's the hurry, I asked
as the floorboards creaked
and the room fell cold
lingering in your mouth
Saturday, December 12, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: poetry
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Poetry Or Bust
by Clive Culverhouse
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Poetry Or Bust
by Clive Culverhouse
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