No Common Place Thing Poem by Vonnie Postit

No Common Place Thing



we live in a world
where escalator handles
are buzzing bees (or the
beginnings of the murder of them)
pit stains are rainbows
and rainbows the pit calm
called sunrise
it's beer on sunday's with
that sun and
this burp pit whoop
no one will ever stop staring.
why would they
the world can seem so
empty if we look too hard

Monday, April 13, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life,lifestyle
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
wrote while drunk on top of bridge in shanghai china
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 13 April 2015

It depends what you are looking for. Nice poem, Veronica. Thanks for sharing

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