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and to think i saw it on floyd terrace

Tim Martin's Sonnet Project

Wednesday, September 22, 2004

Waiting Room Poem

i catch shadows of them
in league with demerol
& demons of the time
i spent playing with blocks
connected by colored wire
just one of those things
one night in this age
of posses and chain gangs
making the hard decisions
that bring ourselves
to the brink of confrontation
or possibilities of extinction
some changes will be made
to days when they still made nice guys

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