Travelling down the highway,
Stopped.
Traffic flowing in the streets,
Stopped.
A glass on the table,
Dropped and shattered.
A heart worn on a sleeve,
Dropped and shattered.
Stars in the night sky,
Blinked.
Dust in your eye,
Blinked.
Pages of a book,
Read.
Blood dripping,
Red.
Of poems by Charlie Totem.
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Sunday, January 3, 2010
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