Poem

poem by: Braverman Waltz
Written on Nov 18, 2016 

Tomorrow is dressed in white a rose in one hand a septre in the other and the crowd seated are crying....today is late and yesterday can only make a brief appearance future has the mic again and past is drunk I am Williams street I walk to keep my distance I talk to the poets before me I am Williams St after Elizabeth and that be all to that.

 

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