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Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #2146114
Short prose poem.
The curb calls for those who pass
with longing eyes of thrice-chewed
strawberry gum.

The lamp-post agonizes over loss,
over the drowning of the day
and the fear of the night.

The hydrant bursts a nut,
is removed, and never seen again.

The shadows of the second street watch on,
to the confusion of all,
and they don't say a word as the yellow hydrant
is removed from the scene.

The curb and the lamp-post weep heat and light,
but the shadows won't obey such orders.
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