A Beach Boy In The Mud. Poem by Kyle Shield Laster
A Beach Boy In The Mud.
Down in heat, direction wise,
It's sweaty night and day.
Glows the sky: a drying heat,
But Brown won't go away.
Animals lay in the streets;
Their moisture running off:
Ditches fill with sickening.
The mention makes me scoff.
The Boiling gets too much for me;
I pray freedom from sludge.
I pray, God, gather up these bones:
A beach boy in the Mud.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
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