30 days of poems 2019 {28}
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asked and answered
in the middle of the afternoon
a long walk through urban forest
trees replaced with towering glass
jostling heads on unfurled shoulders
cement and asphalt impersonating
soil
heat pounding
heart pounding
noise rounding
corners
life
bleating
everywhere
unseen
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April 30th, 2019 at 7:29 am
Lovely poem, Kelly.