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Drab and dilapidated
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PAPER PURSUIT
Everything seems so dull these days..
He stamps his shadow with each step,
A tingly soreness in his spiney neck,
Peering into the heartless black mass,
Framed by piles of fast-food trash
On that drab and dilapidated sidewalk.
Even the weeds find their reasons
To tease beneath his knees and laugh.
But how long shall this sadness last?
Brought to mind the image of
Brought to mind the image of a street person (homeless or displaced) worn down by the years and the 'misfortunes' of life. Of course it could be a feel in image form but what a picture this poem paints in this reader's head!
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Vignette of my walk into work day after day. Thanks!
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Oh to be able to walk to work! I tend to bike to work, myself. City council has to have that pavement weeded and such.
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