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POEM: Under the Rug

a vessel cracked

an act of ransack

a pile of shards

one can’t discard

but swept aside

never to be eyed

under the rug

like Kafka’s bug


1 Comment

  1. grace says:

    Is that the plan or past history?
    Helluva way to go,
    Grace

    Like

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