Saturday, June 13, 2009

Run

Running twice as fast under overhangs
casting shadows, flickering environment looses the
touch of men. Face to the soil, America started with an ax and a tongue
Partially covered in Eastern sand, novels hide themselves
Caught in the summer months, jumping to the dunes.

Trading quickly, unthought, provoking attack
of a friendly brother. For ease of movement, grunt
for success.
Repeating drum crying with dawning recognition
Expected death acts
Twice as many bold faces
Lining newly bought t-shirts
Unwrapped from plastic, a smile replaces an empty pocket.
Crossfire in the tight corner
the room to the left.

Plus I already bought a ticket out of hearing another bottle hit the floor.
The fare is fair
The schedule is prepared
next available.

Publish, professional understanding
rightly stated and wrongly accused
Drawn in
the missing blanks
Expected dirt to fill those
holes in meantime,
no receipt for the recent withdrawal


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