The Killing Machine

The Our Father

Daddy Long-Legs
Moves ToThe City

Desperation Show

the burning jar


american gothic

the presents of loss

ourselves forsaken

our killing machine

salamander pond

Daddy Long-Legs Moves To The City

as it wobbles through the above
ground free fare zone towards the
auditorium blowing dirty city snow
onto the sidewalks of the
theatre district ringing

Get out of my way
get out of my way!
I've got places to go--

people to catch
echoing the rush hour mayhem
in tiny clinking bells as it
rambles into the cement arms
of the city.

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