Sprawled Evening Poem by David N. Munene

Sprawled Evening



Burning shoes
Scorching coats
Stiff muscles
Lips- oats

Large bowels groan
Small bellies moan
Like elastoplast torn
From skin newborn

Traffic sandwiched to home
Walking on streets - gnome
Forests confused - my dome
Sprawled evening - the epitome

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David N. Munene

David N. Munene

Kalimoni, Kenya
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