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Feb 2015
Leaking down the side,
buildings melt
inside walls.
Mocking  drug
induced families
under ceilings
among red,
glazed eyes.
Kites fly,
and green grass snaps
under a stiff
shoe.

Sewage
creeps from beneath
the field where kids play.
Geese, in V formation.
Leaves drift to the
yellow grass. Souls
forsaken by time.

Fenced in field
Surrounded by brick
rising, expanding
into the past
thirty years.
The building is leaking
and still
rising.
Jonathan Howard
Written by
Jonathan Howard  Vermont
(Vermont)   
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