striptease folded polyester grey, glistening in the sun his pants lay on the sidewalk who knows if he had fun
on next block lies white cotton crumpled in a ball next to open garbage bag was it here he heard the call? --- Andrew Diller <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: > cold concrete sapped my strength > as I lay watching > the ant crawl down > the grey granite curb > i must get warmer i thought > as the car sped away without me > > > On Oct 6, 2004, at 4:03 PM, Stephen Fisher wrote: > > > all you out there > > who keep walking everywhere > > why not try a different beat > > and go walk in the street > > > > > > Dan Myers wrote: > >> As I flattened the leaves > >> Of the cold and dead > >> I imagine my life as a sidewalk > >> Being stepped on my head. > >> > > >> ----- Original Message ----- > >> *From:* [EMAIL PROTECTED] > <mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED]> > >> *To:* [EMAIL PROTECTED] > <mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED]> > >> *Sent:* Wednesday, October 06, 2004 2:50 PM > >> *Subject:* [Culture] on the sidewalk > >> pacing the sidewalk > >> I paused to look back > >> an onion had tumbled > >> out of the sack > >> Ross Bender > >> http://rossbender.org/poemstoculture.html > >> > > ---- > You are receiving this because you are subscribed to > the > list named "Culture." To unsubscribe or for archive > information, see > <http://www.purple.com/list.html>. > _______________________________ Do you Yahoo!? Declare Yourself - Register online to vote today! http://vote.yahoo.com ---- You are receiving this because you are subscribed to the list named "Culture." To unsubscribe or for archive information, see <http://www.purple.com/list.html>.
