A.j. Binash

Rookie - 44 Points (04-20-1988 / Dodgeville WI)

A Walk About Town - Poem by A.j. Binash

The sky was a peach being shaved.
Fragments of its skin,
Draped along the red brick
That held the Hope Mission
In place.

I could hear the clanking
Of donated utensils
Onto plastic plates.
People succumbing
To the authority
Of hunger.

The air was ripe with spring!
A clean scent,
Like that of new glass,
Or flesh cleansed with ocean tides.

Along the walking bridge,
Where a boy leaped
Over the wooden barrier.
Balanced on the ball of heels,
While looking down
At the polluted water below.

I thought of suicide attempts
And vertigo.

“That's dangerous.” I said.

He smiled devilishly.
“I do this all the time.” With laughter.

In the response
A minuscule account
Of daredevil simplicity.

A child
Just being a child.

I was but a mere tool
To witness it.

Topic(s) of this poem: life

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 20, 2014

Poem Edited: Friday, March 21, 2014

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