Chemo

Chemo

A Poem by terry smith

This
blood soaked
phallic symbol
dangling between my legs
is about as useless
as a statue
of St. Gianna Beretta Molla
on the corner
of 7th ave and anywhere

if a bird took a dump
the subsequent vibrations
would certainly
cause a junkie earthquake

moments later
it is all like
some top 40's song
on the radio
from a different era

© 2020 terry smith


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I think I come from that era...
And we often find ourselves trying to recover from our state of mind at present.

Even the birds are annoyed with us.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

terry smith

2 Years Ago

just my eye view of dealing with the Black Spot.

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