The seer is blinded
The interpreter of words, deaf
Pale tales given crooked legs
Overcoat drowned
Cityplaza streetshopshining
His insufficient revolver removed
Inept stairwells and circle corners blame it on his ears
Lack of balance, they tell us
Lack of vision
Lack of resolve
Lack of mercy
Man, his nerves on pavement like loose spagetti wheel
Sets his clocks by sounds of local cigarettes
And prostitute vignettes
Witnesses spool out on duke's rock steps
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
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