Today's poem is by Adam Clay
Twenty-three percent when placed under
intense pressure did in fact kick
the door in. We are here in Michigan.
Soldiers creep on the other side
of the turn. Every little thing
is destined for ease. Music, be still,
keep the secrets of mannequin to
yourself. Remember a ladder
can take you both up and down.
The weather grows less stable
than us. This line here is where
the season starts. Spring seems
fluorescently golden. Too much
milk in the fridge. When left alone
long enough the prisoners
began to interrogate themselves.
Copyright © 2007 Adam Clay All rights reserved
from Barn Owl Review
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