Monday, November 09, 2009

LEAD


The bird is dying
The woman is jogging
And the black lab
Has a tight rope on its neck
Being led by a man with a kind face

Eyes are crying
Life is passing
Girls are walking

Fishermen are fishing
And the algae snaps
As I step on it

The man with the pole
Is in a trance
Examines the weights

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