Capitol EyeA Poem by Alfred Kukitzcall me 4 eyesCapitol Eye in a snowy atmosphere i confuse myself into an alliteration. metaphors follow me downward into the depth of frozen snow, where is my identity in matters of poetry, literature or any semblance of the writing form? and so i write till i meet capitol I and settle into the verb of my being. © 2018 Alfred Kukitz |
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Compartment 114
Compartment 114 StatsAuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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