04-29-2015, 10:28 PM
(okay, so this is my first poem posted to the forum...I'm interested to hear what you guys think. This should perhaps be posted under misc., but we'll start here?)
"Nothing Alike"
A strange man passed me
on the street
he wore
dark jeans
tattered sneakers
a crooked bowler
and your cologne.
I stopped and held my breath.
"Nothing Alike"
A strange man passed me
on the street
he wore
dark jeans
tattered sneakers
a crooked bowler
and your cologne.
I stopped and held my breath.