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A lonely man walks a lonely wolf
Beneath the brazen moon
These are lifeless reeds
And the towering abbatoir
Overlooks us
From Babel-esque heights
...
Choked by the smog
I couldn't manage to see
If I wanted
Gouged eyes
-- Lifeless
Unwavering
...
A face hangs in the sky
Its third eye
Jubilant & Bright
Above these Roughest waves
Of solipsistic consternation
...
The Crumbling cityscape
Floated Above
Virulent Cyclones
As we caught a glimpse
Of blue
Blue Sky
...
...
1929 - 2005
Corps.
- Aoshie
- Fantasy, Florida, United States
- I am a traveler, but I'm just along for the ride. As a dear friend put it, "It's all for the hell of it." I want to share my poetry. I want to take pictures and share them with you. Now, about yourself?
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