mrgiles

Poems.

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

.

blurred edges clear
in smog
life delicately enclosed


movement converges
bodies and detritus

how beautiful the life
struggles
the planet as it rips apart
shines defiantly
dy-ing
our urgent ugliness
brilliantly massed



ducks and black plastic bags



somehow there is movement
in this putrid water
unknown names flagrant


greenness, broken glass

engorged
poetry gasps
its damnable beauty

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