this poem didnt facebook request a title

the panda is the lecturer; things occur due to a causal law

and the panda speaks slowly about ‘human kindness’

the nation is the consciousness of a terrible hangover

and i see things moving fast on your amazing lip

while a rabbit says ‘you are in the same aerospace as the other animals’

i claim my ribs have always been a panda’s

you say you are nine thirty p.m. at night

this poem means something more to me

i am kind of lost in this tonight


  1. joe-vaughan posted this