190207 Poem
yeah, i should get a wrap-around
Mac 250 gigga nutter-butter,
satellite screens attached
install it on top of the house
sit there in my canvas chair surveying the San Leann Kush
track the birds fly in their parabolas
skunks clunking fence lines
old lady sweeping (she’s also surveying)
writing in our ship’s log
journal titled,
Gimme Aphukenbrake
~ Sandra Rogers-Hare
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Love this poem! The poetic language is unlike anything I’ve read… but I understand everything. Beautiful and powerful!
Strong ad provocative. Great talent!
Wonderful! Great work!