Metal Heads Of Magic #2 Poem by Marshall E Gass
Metal Heads Of Magic #2
Rating: ★5.0
Just as you sauntered into the fog filled replica
of an acid night where the trumpet blared
in a shrieking cacophony of foot tapping jazz
I too will grasp the metal heads of magic
and wait for you, tickets in hand
to a journey of ecstasy in Rockland
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© Marshall Gass. All rights reserved, a month ago
Sunday, June 22, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: metaphor
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