Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Wider Sidewalks

Sam and M are doing poems this month, and I've been lax in mine even though I said to both of them I thought a poem a day was a good idea. At least I've managed one:

Wider Sidewalks

Today already feels outmoded,
antennas on roofs,
a last sip in the bottle,
a frowned-upon plastic bag,
even if the sun remains.

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