Friday, May 15, 2009

The Walk

Small round porthole
window, children spy.
Twisting, flaking bark.
Five stacked tires among junk pile.
Quait little log cabin amidst urban scape.
Peanut shells littering the ground like leaves in fall.
Sunflower chair turned to makeshift portapotty.
Lone leaf cartwheeling down center street.
Gaps, cracks illuminated with caution yellow.

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