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Found Poem

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It’s August, MotherFuckers! 

Image is a found poem, the books as they rest on the shelf.
Words not my own.
Ears On traffic.
Time Taken two seconds.
Brain On synchronicity.

  

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This entry was published on August 7, 2012 at 9:59 pm and is filed under August, Poems, Seattle, Self-Portraits. Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

One thought on “[179]

  1. Hal Davis on said:

    The bookshelf reflects the brain. This is a fine shelf (though the Jacobs is a marginal waste of time).

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