My pockets

I have since emptied my pockets
No more marble that looks like mine
Placed that in a  handsome display case
No more soft cloth…warm and supple
Put that aside and will give it back soon enough
The shard of glass is a long gone memory
I’ve long since cleaned the blood from my hand

Now I sit here with empty pockets
I have had a glimpse of what I want to fill them with
I need bigger pockets

side note: do you know the words to this song?*see music below*

“damn skippy baby…you make me feel…”

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2 Comments on A Public addendum to a private poem

  1. I know that song. *laughing* One of the more racier ones I like in any case.

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