Living Prose
The truth-is-better-than-fictional bits.
Wednesday, March 27, 2013
Piles
A smart wind stirs the little piles
Of things that lend themselves
To little piles
At the foot of the mounds
Of brick and drywall and useless hoards
Of (im)personal effects
As people blindly
Weave around them.
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