Archive for April 10th, 2011

Little Things with Blue Socks

Posted by Carl in Poems on April 10, 2011

Little things fuck us up.
Window, not dangerous,
rough cement with weary passengers,
spiders within lines,
maybe bloated purple,
sinking dreary air,
and the cat crosses over and over.
Rest for better grip.
Matching socks.

 

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