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Five: Chairs surrounded by one empty table they too, free and unassuming Empty. Contents seized by ceramic tray of ash bolster snow inside; cold, hard wire support beams --talking-- pass snow through. Unseen pale ceramic-- butts, extinguished, moist musty, odor-- silent, blanket white, soft petals of Spring between wire spokes of five good friends.
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Feb 25, 2011
Feb 25, 2011 at 12:50 PM UTC
Conversations with the Dead
Five: Chairs surrounded by one empty table they too, free and unassuming Empty. Contents seized by ceramic tray of ash bolster snow inside; cold, hard wire support beams --talking-- pass snow through. Unseen pale ceramic-- butts, extinguished, moist musty, odor-- silent, blanket white, soft petals of Spring between wire spokes of five good friends.
MMXI A patio in pre-spring midplains. An empty society.
sansara-justinovich
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Feb 25, 2011
Feb 25, 2011 at 12:50 PM UTC
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