Drunk On Poetry Poem by Daniel Miltz

Drunk On Poetry



I sit alone in my focus
The counters of verse
I lock myself in rehearse
Then I scope on the jugs of words, enticingly
Gave in me by the mixers of verse poetry
With a large portion of an eye open
As though the other is broken

© daniel miltz

Drunk On Poetry
Sunday, March 1, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: poet
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Daniel Miltz

Daniel Miltz

Detroit, Michigan
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