To The Million Nail'D Stapl'D Telephone Pole Poem by Tim Cronin
To The Million Nail'D Stapl'D Telephone Pole
Who was it seeking fulfillment
Manifest here now in only rust'd metal, wood, paper scraps
Creating this crossroads of past lost puppies or yard sales of dreams
(The internet before the internet)
And who passing was also in turn fulfilled
O connector of souls?
Saturday, August 11, 2012
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