City Poetry and Commuter Verses
December 13th 2010 00:14
Commuter Poetry and City Verses
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The sky has fallen again.
It fell for two days this time
and ran all over the ground in azure rivulets and cerulean streams.
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And puddled up pale blue eyes stared up at a November sky
and cried and cried
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The sky is back again today
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We visited the moon in a
broken down Ford and bought stars to carry home
and raised a tree and set a shining star upon its crown.
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In the window by my seat
I see myself screaming down the road
in the belly of a steel beast
with the fire from the east as a constant companion.
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