Thursday, March 13, 2008

Poem XXV

Frozen roads arranged themselves
Side by side in numbered rows
Yellow pervaded Leave Us Stranded
A dusty town between cigarette orchards
In our search a pipe
Dreaming down which we fell
Into venomous gardens beneath
The leaves of tulapeas
Where huddled for shelter
Children nibble Oxycontin
And stare with ash-filled eyes

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