Friday, October 5, 2007

Poem: Not-A


The not-a-telephone does not ring
The not-a-light does not glow
The not-a-freezer is not cold
The not-a-television is black
The not-a-radio is silent
Outside -
I hear birds
And the wind
And occasional voices
The not-a-engines are silent
And some seek others...
Others cower alone
And noone knows
Why everything stopped
The not-our-world is changed?

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