when everything looks two dimensional
flat
to teeter
and fall
with a gust of wind
raising dust
revealing a cloudy horizon
but here
it is sunny
so why worry
but the abiding fear
consuming
even here
in the sunshine
i think of poison
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Philly, right?
ReplyDeleteSeriously, though...wow
pretty funny.
ReplyDeletebut no, never lived in philly.
and the few times that i visited never made me desire to either.
thanks for the comment.
Love the imagery. Heavy-duty. Glad to see you're still doing the poetry thing.
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ib - thanks. i think i need to do it more often.
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