Postcard #3 from a blue planet

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darkmaas
darkmaas
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New York is very tall.

I rode the subway
with a Viking
from Estonia.
Blond of hair
blue of eye
and perfect teeth.

He couldn’t keep his eyes
off all the Harlem girls.
“Zo damn zexy”
was his pale excuse.

He broke all the rules
of subterranean life.

We almost died.


darkmaas
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AnonymousAnonymousabout 20 years ago
Slice of life...

....a vignette captured like a cricket in amber. Perfect gem.

Maria2394Maria2394about 20 years ago
I have read this

ten times already, and it gets even better each time..darkmaas? from what well of inspiration have you drunk? i wanna sip ;)

sandspikesandspikeabout 20 years ago
theres a lesson here....

don't go to the hood with clueless people. Good short

poem, they are my favorites.

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