another day another poem on the roam roam

Hey, for you, a poem, for me, a post. Enjoy the rest of International Poetry Boho Big Bang Post Poem Week. Maybe write a poem on your underwear?


neon

the neon creeps
of no
guttural skills

shout
a lamppost

and lord it
up

with poisoned faces
and

glowing teeth

around the neon
beer
bottle god

and disrobe their artifacts
in
clean circles
of glass