Roadkill

Dave BontaSad

A road is a table upon which many little worms creep through stale, gone things.

Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Thursday 26 June 1662.

Dave Bonta
SourceLicence:CC BY-SA 4.0
Mood:
Sad
Topics:
death, worm, road

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