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Disturbed Park Forest

Chaos of machines
in park built for gentle peace.
Insanity row
blowing awful comedy
across seas of weakened trees.

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This entry was posted on May 19, 2011, 5:15 am and is filed under Poems. You can follow any responses to this entry through RSS 2.0. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.

  1. #1 by screen_scribbla on May 19, 2011 - 5:48 am

    I think I’d scream my head off. Well written in that I could feel my blood begin to boil in that space.

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    • #2 by Carl on May 20, 2011 - 6:47 pm

      Thank you for your comment. Blood boiling is right!

      Reply

  2. #3 by sixthsymph on May 19, 2011 - 5:52 am

    I see and feel what you mean. Love the last line.

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    • #4 by Carl on May 20, 2011 - 6:47 pm

      Thank you for your comment. I appreciate it.

      Reply

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