Potpourri Poem by doug bentley
Potpourri
(i)
we don't have real pleasure.
we don't have real pain.
we just have.
(ii)
60's flower power
has turned gestapo terror.
narcissus
in the looking glass.
cruel, cruel parents we;
our generation's legacy.
(iii.)
when will the we
generation discover me?
i
have been waiting
for you.
(iv.)
if life's a lesson
there are times
i'd like to drop out
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