no matter what color
the walls are painted
they are always red.
imposing.
masterful.
crushing.
not even an electric
guitars blues can
penetrate.
- Hoc Scripsi
chicago poetry. poetry for a people. poetry for a moment. poetry to satiate the need. poetry of an american outlaw. poetry for the best words in their best order. poetry by Jhon Baker
Friday, June 18, 2010
no matter what color
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For you red, me dead-sea green..
ReplyDeleteyou have a masterful way of writing ..short, to the point, yet full of points..
thank you.
ReplyDeleteMaybe an earth tone would calm things down...
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