RabidPoet#Poetry
"It"
/It sits
/Rusted
/Tires flat
/On a vacant Interstate
/Weeds growing in cracks
/Where cars once sped
/Silence
/Except a Crow call
#life
Rabid Poet
Rantings
Monday, September 14, 2009
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Rantings of a Rabid Poet. Addressing issues facing humanity and all life forms. Moving toward sustainability and preservation and maybe even using technology to achieve simpler living styles.
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