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Poem of the Day

lauantai 13. elokuuta 2011

(C) Ann-Christine Lindström

Flush  ( Morning Sickness )

An industrial site
chimneys and smoke
eager, lime coloured
grumpy-faces
working hard

A few shipments a day
every morning
then they can relax
lay back and chill
and enjoy the treats
of the day.

Last shipment ready
sending off
starting mashinery
convulsing movements
a flush
another
delivery complete.

Wash your teeth,
blow your nose
straighten you hair
and your robe
Put on a smile
walk out that door

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