daily poetry
committed to creating and posting one poem per day.
July 9, 2009
#95 THIS IS A DEAD END
armed with blueprints
made by his hand
and a sack of supplies
and a vision
he turns left
the lot at the end of the cul-de-sac
his
had been for 3 hours now
he reaches in his sack
removes duct tape and a sharpie
marks
BEGINNING
and continues to the road sign
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