Perspectives of a barely awake middle aged failure. Considering the risks of getting up.
Friday, December 16, 2011
Monday, December 5, 2011
Burn Barrel
His rescuer dragged
blackened remnants
of last ditch effort
to the barrel
and stood
with a charred stick
gripped absently.
She pushed down
and down again
into the heat
staring blank
and dry eyed
waiting
for the fire
to rebuild.
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