the rags are rotten:
the bottom of the bottle,
aid through the muddle.
the whole in the ground.
peccant and brown
the dust in the wind,
tainted and blind.
the black in the ink,
written in skin.
the dirt on the floor,
revealed to aground - to abandon unfound.
the slack in the river,
not more then a shiver.
weight on a string,
to swing in the wind.
dead man on a tree, that’s all me!





