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Asphalt Cancer
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Asphalt Cancer |
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craigrk Member
since 2001-12-23
Posts 123
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Last night I watched the sidewalk quiver, and spasm with God’s caress, through tufts of moss in concrete cracks chameleon in their finesse. The trickle in the gutter gushed over bricks that strove to rot - to be washed away to sewers to mud, to filth, to memories, to dust. The trees like plastic Hollywood were cramped by raised cement - it seemed as if the guise of man had failed to cover, to hide, to dent the transcending love of the infinite the crawling weed of the wine’s ferment. |
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Madame Chipmunk Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296Michigan |
Loved your imagery here, Craig... The trickle in the gutter gushed over bricks that strove to rot - to be washed away to sewers to mud, to filth, to memories, to dust Great job!  copyright2001 Lyra Nesius |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
This has some wonderful imagery. I loved the struggling mosses and the tree, refusing to give in to man's neglect and abuse. |
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