Dunkin Donuts Poem by Cigar Aficionado

Dunkin Donuts



Voices uncured cracked lips soothed
smoothed dunked in sugar
carried out.
Napkins embroidered kitchens hell is
thier royal inferno
Dante's cell.
Whistling a favorite tune
just for a dollar a fist fulls never enough
feet first dragged out.

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