Manonton Dalan

Gold Star - 32,075 Points (virginia, usa)

Talking Thumbs - Poem by Manonton Dalan

rusted stainless wheel
neglected by time passing
tiny dust drifts with wind
paper stuck in spooks
it reads ' i should be leaving'
with gentle hand waving

many footsteps passed
nobody seem to notice
too focus to routine day
thumbs pressing buttons
talking to faces unknown
we isolated our very own


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 14, 2011



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