Tombstones of Modernity

I see the
Tombstones of modernity
crumble
as tired tears
of pretty paintings--colorful--
(wash my face)
and decompose cheap convenient concrete
to make way
for more convenient wires.

The metal, sharp
pries me far above what is knowledgeable
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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