Corners
Corners
Corners desert themselves in shadow
In smooth angular edges they dissolve
Gone in the lowest denominations of notes
Corners have never had meaning
Or care in the world
No one remembers their names
It is obvious to all involved or concerned
Concrete pavements fill in the blanks
Chalk traces an image of bodies once there
Ended on sidewalks that erase the scene
Washed away with corners in the rain
Collapsed with compliance in complacency
Never standing for anything
They take buildings with them
Around or about the same time each day
To desolate places out of reach
Deserts I think
And play or toy with the idea of being
Anything other than being cornered
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