Treasure Island

Is It Poetry

(1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)

Full Moon Is Rising


I know that your awake
and hear me not asleep.
Distractions all around him
come for me.
Evidence the body
of his work and no one's else.
I must perfect these only words
and you must be my verse.

What are monkey's for I put to you?
I am full
I always am for your phat lips.
On a journey through the window
at your smiling lovely face.
Must the flower
hallways walk inside of your?

When it is clear the meaning
of each word and the.
While each conjunction
has the power of the one and only why.
Come to me
and spend your talent
no where else but here.
Each burning woman,
sees her face the moon is full.

Submitted: Monday, July 15, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, July 16, 2013

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