Poems from mikewplante
his name was jack
i never knew jack
no one did
he was quiet
he was homeless
he came from a broken family
he found others to take their...
an endless monotonous hum
fills my ears
fills my soul
spills a smooth beige sludge
that creeps up the stairs
and through the walls
and...
one by one i watched them fall, the mighty sentinels oldone by one i watched them fall, the march of progress bold