![]() Which Way to the Dump?A Poem by schlanks
I'm sorry
Clawing at your courtesy Just to savor the sting under my fingernails Until you find a stronger signal within yourself To relieve me of what once was my place I remain The snow you shovel in spring A customer not yet in line Well past closing time The dragging breath before your sigh as At long last You give up your temporary Curbed again, but always mistaken For recycling The next owner finds me Ravenous and arrived At the vicious beginning
© 2025 schlanksAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthor![]() schlanksNJAboutI feel that a poem is successful when I feel lighter having written it. more..Writing
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