A Red Wheelbarrow Poem by Jack Spicer

A Red Wheelbarrow

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Rest and look at this goddamned wheelbarrow. Whatever
It is. Dogs and crocodiles, sunlamps. Not
For their significance.
For their significant. For being human
The signs escape you. You, who aren't very bright
Are a signal for them. Not,
I mean, the dogs and crocodiles, sunlamps. Not
Their significance.

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* Sunprincess * 30 May 2014

.............truly this is a unique theme....and marvelous poem....enjoyed...

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Jack Spicer

Jack Spicer

Los Angeles, California
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