Poem 1653 - Old Man In the Park
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Observation.
In a shell of pressed paper, an old man sleeps.
His thin body trembles, from his real dream.
Woe and mercy let loose in time!
Fable.
A table.
Outside!
Gray hair and dark teeth.
Smiles, to sad to weep.
Swollen feet!
In a shell of pressed paper, an old man sleeps.
His thin body trembles, from his real dream.
Copyright © Karen Van Wyk | Year Posted 2012
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