Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Day 4

Our hero was tossed in a gutter
with fourty pounds of latex face paint.
When it rained, the paint ran amoung
the water like it was seeping through some
cracks, and carried by force, the two, combined,
moved through the sewers and painted
the underbelly of our cruel city red.

Meanwhile, among garbage bins, a man with an
abstract, almost bending smile
sniffed sawdust from
the cracks in the brick while
a woman with a black umbrella
and ruffled feathers
gawked in disgust
as she pushed her
stroller carriage faster still-

those who do not obey or
understand the vermin

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