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"unherting" poems
It happened long ago, in the sidewalk of the street The street, the main city’s main street! A boulevard, Sweet Saint Pete A pile of unherting junk started to sink, a hole started to grow Ignored, underestimated, there were bigger threats after all. A hole people walk on Fed by every step When does a hole turn into a pit? A pit, dreadful, pitiful pit One that doesn’t stop growing Deep enough, people can’t get out Deep enough, a violent fall Deep enough, an utter death Deep Enough, Murphy’s Law A society’s flaw
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Nov 18, 2017
Nov 18, 2017 at 9:20 AM UTC
In the sidewalk