The End Of Time
By Karen
How many days will I watch the men in rubber coats with yellow stripes dig and rake and pray the earth gives up her dead? How much salt do we need to bless that place- scatter the ground with salt mixed in with pieces of people, oblivioned out of a New York morning? We are all Lot's wives--- as stopped as Hiroshima clocks. Written January 2nd, 2002 © on Jan 02 2002 12:26 PM PST 18 • 0 • 9
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