Script #1 (Extract) Poem by Alex Bex
Script #1 (Extract)
A hum in the red sky
terrible sights of deathless tract homes
detached people quiet
around their long dining table
front yards at day
St-Augustine lawn
shivers in silent
madness
he opens the trunk and puts in the bags
curtains stir where
rifts form
always a plot
and a parallel romance
he runs to the cities
he has bigger visions.
©2014 Alex Bex - www.alexbex.net
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5/4/2024 8:51:24 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A nice modern poem, Alex. Thanks