A Dollar's Fortune At Eleven On A Friday Poem by Manny Francis III

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Manny Francis III

Manny Francis III

East Providence, Rhode Island, United States

A Dollar's Fortune At Eleven On A Friday

Rating: 5.0


The week is raw, uncontrollable, worthy of a new corpse...
...nothing a few Vicodin couldn't remedy...
...my face goes numb, the vanilla sherbet orb
at the end of a dessert chef's spit.

Copyright © 2008 Manny Francis III

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