Idolatry Poem by Frank Avon

Idolatry

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There were always those
he wanted to be,
wanted to be like,
but couldn't.

They live enshrined,
even those who've died,
flesh and iron,
in his mind.

Saturday, October 4, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: aging
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