POEM 007/100

The smashed, headless lawn jockey

rocked like a baby

swaddled in algae

in the gentle current of the storm drain

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One Response to POEM 007/100

  1. mrdapper says:

    Who smashed it? Drunk white kids or angry black kids?

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