At the end of the day
I am nothing but
sweat and fat
and bad breath
strewn out among sage
and corkscrew, lighter, and coffee mug
wine and love for it all
all the things that I have carried
and still carry till this day
twinkling in the Friday night hysteria
of weekend fun
I do enjoy your poems, I wish I had the ability to write poems but the words don’t flow that way for me. I’m a beginner & have so much to learn, explore, & tell I am a fan of your words to the end.
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Thank you. Just write what and how you feel and you’ll develop your style. Keep up!