Standing Poem by dun one

Standing



STANDING on the patches of some unkempt grass
Standing at the bottom of the sewer where rats dwell
Amid opening the book of life I too soon find myself lost in the pages
Pages of what?
Text crumbles

Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: standing
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