A poem a day keeps me writing and reflecting on a life that's made of meanings I don't want to give. Raw work. Beware.
Sunday, June 21, 2015
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The top, lefthand corner
of a sad, four-sided creature
Bent at odds with the creases
from a dark double-feature
Instructions hide their steps
as the dotted lines dance
Find a single dot sloughed
off the white picket fence
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