Benjamin Bartley Poet Free verse

The Sun's Encased inside My 'Bic'

                               Arid eyes
                         burn in the Mohave heat
                                    where Camels
                                         eat and smoke
                                                         dehydrated Frosted Flakes
                                    with mold 
                              and disease on them . . .
                                                                    preserving
                                                                            this mirage of life.

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James Peranteau May 25, 2024 at 10:43 PM i see the "Sun" escaped your "pen" and spilled all over your slip dear poet....and thankfully so.....have an awesome Summer....much love Benjamin Bartley May 26, 2024 at 2:26 PM How'd you know I wear a quilt in the summer when it's hot out? Benjamin Bartley May 26, 2024 at 10:30 AM I will. You have a wonderful Summer too!