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October 17th

 

It was overcast and drizzling.

I hummed 99 Luftballoons
As I rode my ten-speed
Through impish puddles
On my way home from the gym.

It was like being 10.

Impatient cars raced by.
I peddled slowly,

Savoring the scent of sullen streets,

And progressed
To singing out the song,

Wishing
I knew German.

(recently published at Underground Voices Magazine)

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About Daniel Romo

Author of When Kerosene's Involved (Mojave River Press, 2014) and Romancing Gravity (Silver Birch Press, 2013). I'm partial to prose poems. Alliteration. And fragments.

2 responses »

  1. How can one not, right?

    Reply
  2. …I friggin’ love 99 Luftballons. ^_^

    Reply

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