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Trash

Gun metal gray,

this pigeon grasps

at current strung black

across a brick-

bounded back alley

edgy eyes on

uneven piles—

disposable

artifacts of people

caught in-between—

it trills its plea,

a directionless

directive to throw

away smaller,

more edible, trash

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francis-scudellari

American

Published: Sep 19, 2009
LinesWords: 1541

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