Dónall Dempsey - ' ' ' ' BRACE OF TANKAS

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PEEL ME A GRAPE! Two grapes left on plate look like lost nipples looking for their mammaries. I popping them in my mouth delighting in both senses. ******* CONCRETE VIRUS This concrete city infects the sky...turning it into concrete too. Concrete sun and concrete rain. Concrete humans... cry...real tears Dónall Dempsey poemhunter.com/poem/brace-of-tankas/