Wednesday, November 16, 2011

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a broken rhino I
stop between traffic lights
lost as a time bomb
go between huge slabs of grave
aching with celestials
tugged forward by innocent ears
lost in history

the big footprints fill
with a shining salad of cockroaches
moon dragging space
through their shells
light taxed and misting
I lumber looking
on painted runways

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