This Poem was Submitted By: Richard Krueger On Date: 2000-08-16 14:35:46 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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sequence of unspecified birds

1 wipers.grandfather clocks rain,formatted to fit windshield cut&paste make bold birds italic insects underline every last tick of that clock strikethrough every last swing of those wipers 2 these birds you've made from bits of bugs,dogs,horses,cries,depressions are not sure exactly what they are. as you drive farm to farm selling a confusion of genes farmers ask whas dat yer got. chickens? 3 tick -tock,blades clear rain from the scene,let you set free everything you've made at the side of the road.the ducks fly off first, being the fastest. and as the ducks fly out of the bodies they shared with all your other birds, all the other feathers crash have crashed and will crash into an unformatted blankness, a sterile and empty time.

Copyright © August 2000 Richard Krueger

Additional Notes:
all punctuation is intentional as is. thanks.


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