about feeling like there's a reason you're left behind


Damaged Goods

"This is courage...to bear unflinchingly what heaven sends" - Euripides

Vendors plying their wares
in streets narrow and cold
Wind blowing paper in
cartwheels down the hill

Signs patched together
From old chipboard,
Backbone of flaking iron
Nails bent, holding together

Against forces unseen
Dark, magnetic, double-edged
Silent and brooding
Tearing holes in cardboard

Packages open, askew
Bursting at the seams
As down the slope we roll
In every which way possible

Bruised, fractured
Peeled open to the light,
Red raw and burning
Viable no longer





Poetry by Caila Ihle
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Written on 2006-08-02 at 02:49

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