Tornado Street Poem by abu tarek md tahsin

Tornado Street



It is 2am on tornado street
The telephone wires are all gone
Replaced by wireless internet
And mobile phones

I sit stupid
Thinking of tombstones
And what it will smell inside

It is still 2am on tornado street
I am thinking
Beer is bitter
And tequila is sweet

And it's a long night
While I sing along with Édith Piaf

Thursday, January 17, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death,night
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