“feet up”

the man
inhales
juices
of his
nectar
eeeene.

he is in
the seat
beside
meeeee.

he never
removes
his hat,
although
his shoes
stay off,
stink
eeeeene.

feet up
the man
pretends
that he
is sleep
eeeeeene.

narrative poem written on 07-06-2013 by: on mattkane.com
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