A rumpled sheet Of brown paper About the length And apparent bulk Of a man was Rolling with the Wind slowly over And over in The street as A car drove down Upon it and Crushed it to The ground. Unlike A man it rose Again rolling With the wind over And over to be as It was before. Anonymous submission.
Added: 14 Oct 2002 | Last Read: 27 May 2012 9:11 AM | Viewed: 7657 times
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