smoke
By aiwaz
tear a piece of the sky like kleenex stripmine the the green grass for coal smoke, smoke, forests burn blue becomes grey like the clouds that hang in permanent eminence of sudden drunk black quick ligntning strikes thunderclaps boom constantly in the furnace burning rooms black coal red to fire another mold of melting steele and a crane circles endlessly with nowhere close to land... Written March 2nd, 2002 © on Mar 01 2002 05:52 PM PST 0 • 10
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"tear a piece of the sky like kleenex..."