Notes About The Poem
Beneath the window
the refuse refused to wander
at least not for long
or far enough.
Plastic wrap floats
like a bridal veil tainting
a salty breeze.
Oceans of buts....
fill an ashtray of misspent time,
blackening the arteries beneath the
cloaked skin of humanity.
Street dwellers
swathed in layers of tattered
army green cast-offs
cast furtive glances into the depth
of iron-grated doorways,
heat-seeking miss-I-les
looking for a safe place to hunker down.
As so, the sea side Sodom roils
in an ever present attitude of
come on?
The Seedy Side of Bagdad By the Bay
Beneath the window
the refuse refuses to wander,
at least not for long or far enough.
Plastic wrap floats like a bridal veil
taunting a salty breeze.
Oceans of buts..
fill an ashtray of misspent time,
blackening the arteries beneath
the cloaked skin of humanity.
Street dwellers swathed in layers of
tattered army green cast-offs
casting furtive glances into the depth of
iron grated doorways
heat seeking miss-I-les
looking for a warm place to
hunker down.
And so the seaside Sodom
rolls in an ever present attitude of
come on!
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