Old Man Prism Poem by jerome moore

Old Man Prism



old man prism
covered in white
pure light
follows me down only to tell me
'Ive been riding motorcycles for years
and you really should get a helmet'
Pure old man prism running my own
to put me on
this day the day of the wake of my dear grandfather
old man prism i don't believe in a heaven but if there was one you'd be there in your heaven… I miss you

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