Mock-Made
by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen — Read all 1,670 poems by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
I mock-made an account
Tonight, gave my number
To access some knowledge,
Could be seen as less.
Blood of my brother haunting me,
I turn to Nepal, and live
With fleas, someone ought
To tell world so, and, each others.
Have to go. Have to stay. Tired,
Wired, can’t keep anyone safe.
Maybe knowledge could
Be seen too more and be less…
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 2010
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Fee