10-08-2024, 12:11 PM
(09-09-2013, 08:17 AM)Bunx Wrote: Holter DamI love the message of this poem... I think it is great, though I do think the line breaks are throwing it off bit and its messing with the readability and flow
Cement blocks underneath torn sneakers.
Breathing air
as thick as
dust.
I stumble as I rust.
Decaying into a withering sidewalk elm,
alive on the top
with us,
red
dye
Buffalo
beneath.
Rubble between our eyes
strolling through
death
I realize.
Dreams are only as they seem.
Meaning is deaths shadow
in; (This line break is throwing me off with the double 'in')
in
the plains failure.
Our delusion,
smoky glass.
from the dark black sand
all colors must
live...
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