the clatter of hasher plates

30 Apr

it`s early morning perish and
other than tunics stuck in sandal straps,
tea suffering sand grains,
and boys malingering with arms spread
the tragic breakfast is routine
chants from bleachers
jump-starting pens
into a dance of pictographic sound waves
dispersed down river
in rafts of tombstone verse.


2 Responses to “the clatter of hasher plates”

  1. kvennarad May 1, 2013 at 5:20 am #

    *clicks a virtual ‘like’ button and does a slow tango.

    • Steve May 1, 2013 at 12:06 pm #

      i’m a turtle in the back round doing a line dance

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