Flying up side up
All wobbly like
An old biplane crashes
Like a chick takes flight
Not at all like the phoenix.
Friday, November 12, 2010
Shells of men
A worn shell
one of many on the streets
hard empty husks
discarded into anonimity
by industry, or drink, or guilt
or whatever else might rip the meat out
before tossing it aside
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