Ingrained, broken glass
scattered on every surface
my childhood playground
no comment here Mr. Fry...too close to home? did you have a shiny clean rec center to play in? I wonder...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Liked this. Cuts quickly to the point, haiku-ish (ish there such a word?) 'Ingrained'? Interesting word choice, but appropriate to the title. -chuck