Smashed Poem by Adrian Cox

Smashed

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I walk towards a gang
of teenage girls
on the street corner.
One of them throws
an empty vodka bottle
to the pavement
with a brittle clank.

Awkwardly
she looks to me.
I say nothing,
I look into her vacant stare
as I walk past,
Knowing I've shared her state
many times

and so she's smashed,
but the bottle remains intact.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sarvesh Kulkarni 10 July 2009

ohh...a wonderfully expressed poem.... touching. loved it. thank you.

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Adrian Cox

Adrian Cox

Lincoln England
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