Friday, September 2, 2011

Crust


I like my crust
I keep it near the top
Above it I keep my
Smiles and silly slop

I like my crust
I keep it above
The gooey parts of me
The places that cry and love

I like my crust
I keep it intact
Because I don’t like how it feels
Each time it gets cracked


Ken Goree

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