Detritus Poem by orangecat bluebandanna

Detritus



Montane buildings, cracked roads, turtle moving vehicles
No laces on my boots, callous pathways,
Meet me at the bridge, then lead me to the deciduous valley,
boreal angiosperms direct us,
to industrial coves, smoke stacks,
shatter, clatter, tatter, revving, suffocating playground, detritus.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: buildings
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