Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
I remember that windy February night we sat cross-legged on the hardwood floor in the room of that hotel on Michigan Avenue popping corks squirting cheese **** talking in riddles and circles
0
Dec 16, 2022
Dec 16, 2022 at 12:13 AM UTC
From Chicago with Love
I remember that windy February night we sat cross-legged on the hardwood floor in the room of that hotel on Michigan Avenue popping corks squirting cheese **** talking in riddles and circles
Absurdist word painting.
WhitHowland
Written by
Dec 16, 2022
Dec 16, 2022 at 12:13 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem