Flying up side up

Flying up side up
All wobbly like
An old biplane crashes
Like a chick takes flight
Not at all like the phoenix.





Friday, October 15, 2010

poem

A tired hag
peddling possessions
for scraps
aggrandizing
forcing a toothless smile
against rejection
from a hermit. clw
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