Ahou Koutchess


Two Sticks On The Street - Poem by Ahou Koutchess

The way I look to you
Is the way we see each
One and the other like a
Bowl of peas, you and me.

Then there is your funny smile
The show of bleached teeth and
The cackling of your coarse voice
Like a tickled horse, but worse.

I do not know how it
Happened so. Like a shot of
Vodka. Or when cubes fall in
Place. Adjusted, the way they should.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 27, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, August 5, 2013


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