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Post Canvas and Paint: Variations | Last Train

Post Canvas And Paint: Variations ~ Last Train

The night was falling
into a distant rumble;
churning and grinding
like tearful strokes

dreaming in memories;
the sound
and the acid smell of diesel
eating away this very moment
our every gesture of things promised

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4 responses

  1. Like a diving platform in the midst of New Year fireworks. FUn.

    December 17, 2012 at 3:39 am

    • A strange configuration of forms. Thanks Terry.

      December 17, 2012 at 4:16 am

  2. striking poem – great imagery.

    December 22, 2012 at 10:02 pm

    • Thank you Sheila. Have a very positive holiday season. All the best.

      December 23, 2012 at 1:50 pm

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