Piquant Moon? Poem by Dog goD 8Hate

Piquant Moon?



Oh the moon in its invidious
state of affair as I grapple
with my slumber's adamant bee-
queathal, and, as it stings
potential to conscious states

of woe...
my sleep comes slow and I have
no poesy
my sleep comes slow and I have
a converse friend with goD
Dog spelled backwards of the fiend!

I've caught a tear and it's mine;
I've put it in my bathtub and
will wash my Dog
spelled backwards -
he's so dirty!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Oliver Ovid 06 August 2014

I'll have to agree with Madly.

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Madly In Love 26 August 2007

I like this poem beacuse it is so different then any other poem i have read....10

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