Open Poetry #41 |
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wordwizard Member
since 2003-09-08
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She moved from her seams and cobwebs what to do on a dime any single day born in a hovel buy a couple of oranges and a mango a special day fruit cocktails on horizons guests coming in limousines to park and shoot poorly parked destitute Homes hewn from rock painted in the art of the day what to do on a grain of salt or sand born in a cave pick some seeds sunflower kind grainy substance sustenance ordinary days guests rolled in to spear and loot poorly dressed sooner or later she would rise to web centers descend from threads to park and shoot remark then loot troubled... all for the want of grains an onerous pain. |
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