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Unwashed Poetry for the Unwashed Masses

Sunday, April 18, 2010

He is forced to stay

because an abrupt departure
would be considered impolite,
indecorous,
bad form,
even hurtful
(in private ways)
to some of the onlookers.
So he stays,
frozen in amber
like a prehistoric insect,
mutedly visible,
accessible only to
the roughest of tools,
and destined to be a museum exhibit
of passing interest only.

Posted by Joseph Miller at 11:33 AM

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