Sunday, April 20, 2008

nothing concluded 177


under a cloud
becoming part of it
one day
one after another
nothing concluded
 
whole cØuntry
running on fumes
ga$ prices are too high
and eye am
definitely not high enough
 
at least a page a day
most days
it’s a handful
before eye
head inside
 
tonight there is a chill
in the breeze
blowing my dread
nothing concluded
two pages
 
handwritten
less space
when typed
either way
nothing concluded…

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