09/20/09
"Meet my personality" Ron Silliman
The red wheel barrow has so much rust,
the wheels have eaten away.
A city might collapse under its own economy or
a body.
There is always an open letter.
The ragged brick, the splashes of paint,
the spiced wood, my UPC code, blood
on the cornice, way above your head.
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