Observation Poem by Barbara Talman

Observation



Short runways of concrete
connecting boxes to longer runways leading to nowhere.

I am afraid of you, Suburbia, your uniformity tightens
it's grip on the minds of the living.

Yes women saying yes to yes men,
secure in their anonymity, assuring survival.
Here, where lives applaud each other in acts of
repetition and imitation.

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Barbara Talman

Barbara Talman

Chicago, Illinoise
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