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Wednesday, October 06, 2004

It's All Here

the smell of October
damp leaves
the taste
of flying vermin
off course
crashing one’s mouth
the wreckage
spit upon the sidewalk
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1 comment:

Christine E. Hamm, Poet Professor Painter said...

This is really great! When you start the poem you have no idea how it will end.

9:43 AM

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