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Eviscerated Streets
by Richard ColinsonThat's the way to go
I have time to go
Down eviscerated streets
With sustaining yellow pipework
Stretched out in the open
Hung from blue ropes
In the trench
I squeeze past
This is a fragile thing
We are part of
03/01/2010 Author's Note: This is the last daily poem for a while. Maybe I will return to the practice in April. Thanks to everyone who has read and commented.
Posted on 03/01/2010
Copyright © 2025 Richard Colinson
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Therese Elaine on 03/02/10 at 03:29 PM Well it's an amazing finish nonetheless...this is a tidy little bit of visceral imagery and indeed, any modern map of city streets does resemble a body vivisected a thousand times over in the name of progress and in the face of advancement...it is messy and appalling in it's own right. Excellent job with this, Richard! |
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