![]() untimely weatherA Poem by jacob erin-cilberto
dragonflies posthumously stick
to battered windshields life in the fast lane humans scarce but highways congested with a buzz of relief and yet, wings are ripped apart for ego's sake cars won't back off, full-speed suicide into embankments while banks empty out like roadkill states cocoon into ghost trees there is a fall, inconsequential to leaves turning but the on-ramps are all closed to the traffic of poverty I am becoming a dragonfly searching a windshield perhaps I won't feel it go through my heart. erin-cilberto 10/25/2020 © 2020 jacob erin-cilbertoReviews
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5 Reviews Added on October 29, 2020 Last Updated on October 29, 2020 Authorjacob erin-cilbertoCarbondale, ILAboutOriginally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..Writing
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