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Frank Cotolo
Poems
Mar 2016
Sonnet #31616
My father was not a sailor
My mother was not a saint
Each one was just a failure
But what they were I ain't
Speckled, soiled and hurt
Their dying was long and hard
Each a droning but dull alert
Which still keeps me on guard
I am not a sailor
I don't believe in any saint
I am not a tailor
I'm a walking, talking complaint
If you see me on the street, shake your head
If you get no response, I'm already dead
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Frank Cotolo
United States
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