it's a sad, dingy strip mall
and it's closing down
after today
the red shopping cart
with the errant wheel
will remain
the holiday half-off sale
will strengthen and
never end
the greasy fingerprints
on toddler-level glass
are tattooed
the two bolted benches
covered in gum
will harden
the pristine lanscaping
over-run by weeds
now racing
the empty parking lot
marred by stripes
you painted
Monday, April 25, 2005
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3 comments:
i painted the stripes...
not for attention for myself
but to bring color and liveliness to the strip mall
the grass will be uprooted and all will be well...
we live in a concrete jungle...hardened with lost hopes.
~Wombat
we should write call and response poetry more often...
sounds good to me!
my stuffs on lj
<3 wombat
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