Found this while looking at files on my ipod tonight. It was written last October, and I just never got around to finishing it or doing anything with it so I thought I'd throw it up here just for fun.
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| Photo by Chet Smolski |
reflections on the fountain
shhhhhhhh twinkle twinkle ripple
still air above; no rustle in the leaves
autumn’s chill settles in
not too cold yet
but the temperature’s dropping
degree by degree
dead hours of the morning,
6 to 9
no footsteps, no bodies, no conversation
occasional busses rumble by
growling through the streets
peace on the ground, in the dirt
so symbolic
living art all around camp
let’s dust it off and show the world
the globe is our studio
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