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Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Twitter poems day 4

Beach Interlude

Sand fleas love pink skin
under cover of darkness,
thin blanket no protection.
Better to sleep in the car.

My daughter sits
on the chilly front porch
at midnight
painting abstract landscapes.
I am nowhere to be seen.


Build a bunker underground
for your family.
As the world outside collapses,
you can kill each other with close contact.

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