Entrails Poem by Michael Walkerjohn

Entrails



the dust slowly clears
sirens wail, the wounded crawl
from the burning street

Saturday, October 25, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: senryu
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
John Shea 25 October 2014

I was almost there on 10/21/3014 IN PHILLY on I - 95 Hoping yet to recover.

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