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Prairie Puddles

Written by Daniel Barre.

The past is a series of spring mud puddles in the gutter

I run splashing through them with childhood rubber boots

Kicking up the dirty water of all that ever was

I am the giant megalith!

I am Godzilla!

Destroying muddy memories with massive monster feet


Posted on 14th January, 2007 in Poetry . No Comments