Poem -

SIGN SAYS -DON'T WALK ON MY ASS

Don't walk on my ass
touch me without touch
broadcast the radio travels
yellow sticky vomited strangers
walking on signs still unwritten
police officers counting holes in circling souls
feeding tiny giants and hoping they get better
while the life support beams our lifes into near sighted futures

Don't walk on my ass
this lovers bell wrings necks as well 
epitaphs tightly holding hands with summer girlish laughs
clouds run insane trying to hide in clear blue sky
begging in the broken pond
no fear of drowning when the song is gone
Jesus unpacks another distracted picnic bag
so many hungry pecking eyes

Don't walk on my ass
spinning in outer space the aristocrat 
French revolution 
hunger is certain in mornings beggars parade
monsters peering in the seering ovens sexual flan
Teenage skin and middle aged flings follow my aged crook around

but please don't walk on my ass

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?POETRYDELIVERY

Awesome great peace.. Thank you for sharing it. ????â˜ș?

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?POETRYDELIVERY

Welcome.. I really enjoy it.. Very awesome work.. One thing for sure i dont no who it was meant for but im glad im not on the side of it????? thank you.

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