In No Scent Poem by Roger Bewman

In No Scent

Rating: 4.5


In the scent of a penny and a cent
euro crawls behind the throne
In the river bed water and fire
pain and love pay tribute

Open cracks loose ends
cry out the whispers of new trends
Whinnin' Miss Fortunes
traps in mountain springs

Analytic freaks take away
the political twist
Hahahaha higher above
find the evidence
wait no longer

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