geraldallengeorge
Tuesday, August 1, 2017
rephrasing an older poem
empty plastic shopping bags
blow down the windy texas street
like dry, wild tumbleweeds or
a pair of old cowboy drunks
headed home after the bars have closed
litteral at liberty
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