Non-Erotic PoetrySmall Town HaikuA tiny city
somewhere in the U.S.A.
surrounded by farms
There's cracked black pavement,
broken bottles, cool rain air,
"typical daydreams" - The Dead
Besides the big plant
churches are the city's core:
the library's good
Forest mountains in
the distance: deer, coyotes,
nothing new to me
Waking from long sleep,
I have coffee; my head aches
and I'm quite weary
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