Frankfort
Old money and local shops.
This town is going out of business.
Individuals fleeing like a fly under a swatter.
Poor people stuck on drugs and like gum to this city’s knock off brand shoe.
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I like the brevity of this poem. It’s about the city of a state, one would expect it to be longer. But no, it is small, thus packs a punch. Love the gum on shoe line. Very well done.
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counterfeit goods, to immediate authenticity
Great! Next time someone asks….. “What’s Frankfort like?”….,,, I’m gonna refer them to this poem ?
Two great similes!