Tuesday, 15 February 2022


 IMPERFECT DAY



Lou, lou, lou, theres no-

One like you, New York

City man I miss you on

My dirty avenue. Zom-

Me such an imperfect

Day, 


Blacked out cant see 

the sun but its in m

being deep deep

Down in Creedmore.


Up, up, up is down

Down,down, medi-

Cated triptified on

A tell-tail heart, poe-t


Raven nevermore up

On the portal of poetry

Like sunshine it's free 

on this imperfect day.

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