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Brad Lambert
Poems
Jul 2012
An Artificial Lake
It's true,
I think you've forgotten
how to skip rocks
so as not to have them
sink
into that murky, swampy
artificial lake that crosses
beneath the railroad tracks.
down
beneath the tracks there is
nothing but muck and a few
corpses weighted with stones.
below
the corpses at the bottom,
their faces twisted with
decomposition, there is
earth's
body for miles and miles, and only
a little patch of Hell deep down.
The rest of it is has seeped onto the
surface.
Just look at the city and talk to the people.
If this is not Hell, and these are not demons
then did we ever really have anything to fear
after all?
Just playing around with words. No clear story here, just imagery.
Written by
Brad Lambert
Missoula, MT
(Missoula, MT)
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