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Dry City
by Matthew ZangenThe rain is holding out
for deeper waters;
clouds like drunken tourists
fat with ambition
stumble over bundled New York harbors,
turn to pour apologies
down thirsty throats
then ask to bum a smoke. 10/06/2009 Posted on 10/06/2009
Copyright © 2024 Matthew Zangen
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Ava Blu on 10/06/09 at 07:45 PM i enjoy the imagery in this very much, many great lines for such a short poem. |
| Posted by Shannon McEwen on 10/06/09 at 09:23 PM love the images here, fantastic, leaves a lasting impression, which is awesome for so few lines |
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