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Poem

by

David E. Booker

 

Grounded stars imbued with a foggy night.
Suntanned pieces of wind-tilted technology. Saluting
          Souvenirs of transience: Billboards.

A toothpick-bearded hitchhiker saunters from a Detroit
          Styled digestive supplier.
Straddles the roadside.
The smoke curls and cocoons in the corners of his
          Well-traveled eyes.

His past:
          Grounded stars imbued in a foggy night.

His future:
          Suntanned pieces of wind-tilted technology. Saluting
                    Souvenirs of transience:
                              Billboards.

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Yard signs

We have so much that there are now places on the web where people can post things they want to give away. Of course, there is also eBay, and the almost always present yard sale.

David E. Booker struggles to learn about web site building, writing, and fatherhood. He lives in a 100-year-old house where pieces of congealed coal dust can be heard caroming through the whole-house vacuum hose as they are sucked up from between the slats in the heart pine floor.
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