Wednesday, October 10, 2012

SHAPE OF ZEROES



SHAPE OF ZEROES

Sucking up bathtub spirits,
spitting them out,

mixed bag of stew,
too much hot sauce
disguises the content,
makes it seem, dream,
that my life
has real zest.

Still doesn't turn
into a four star restaurant.

Standing up straight
like a buttoned down shirt,
only my tongue
flaps in the breeze.

Leaves fly by,
shape of zeroes,
same color all year long,
icy blue,
don't change tint
with the seasons.

No color show,
this chance gone.

Wait till next May,
think of a new dance
around the pole.


copyright/all rights reserved/2012

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