Sandy

Like a drunk spinning 
in a wild dance,
a wailing banshee,
uneasily
busting down the door,
she stumbled through
the Jersey swamps
to give New York
a deep and lasting tongue kiss.

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Filed under original writing, poetry

2 responses to “Sandy

  1. If it had of hit any other city, would anyone have cared? Lets have another pity party for NYC! 🙂

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