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Poetry Post: Industrial Park

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Here’s a poem I wrote that “won” a little contest between old friends. Given all the news about the Stock Market and debt crisis, I think it somewhat apropos. Take a look and let me know what you think!

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Industrial Park

I Sunday drive through acres of their skeletal ambitions; clouds leech
light from above and yellow grasses sleep between the boxes that
became the bones of my bosses.

Old Glory rolls around an abandoned flagpole–stars unseen
waving goodbye. Its ropes toll against the cold metal, a series of
hollow pings.

Cracked asphalt shows from piles of melting snow, and the breeze
continues to blow. Two swans swim in a pond of quiet runoff.