No Good Will Come – A Poem

Poetry 1 Minute

An elephant that can’t remember

the time of day or

where he left his keys

to head out to the convention

where all the other elephants are gathered,

a grave yard in the making

that fills with future corpses

waving flags and signs, symbols

for the simple-minded.

Published by Nicholas W. King

I'm an indie author, blogger, and podcaster. This is my little corner on the web. My mind goes in strange directions sometimes. As Hunter S. Thompson said, "Buy the ticket. Take the ride."

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