Zilch
Tin Man
Stoop shouldered,
head down,
shuffling.
Just “kicking the can”
down the road.
Casting no shadow,
lost in a lie’s
intransigence,
following
the tinny sound
of an empty can.
10/5/2017
submitted to – It’s The End Of The Forms Series – Poetry Contest
sponsor – Broken Wings
theme - ZILCH
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