coffee stained
dullness
a colorless landscape
filled with
dull
colorless people
in
dull
beige houses
the occasional
colorful
song less bird
appears
then leaves
the
dullness always
returns
coffee stained
dullness
a colorless landscape
filled with
dull
colorless people
in
dull
beige houses
the occasional
colorful
song less bird
appears
then leaves
the
dullness always
returns
Filed under outlaw poetry, poetry
Easy there tiger……… some of us like it out here… hoho
Terry
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I was driving through an ocean of earth tones to the north of Melbourne Australia. Miles and miles of new developments, all in the same sepia color. Dusty brown trees, dusty grey cars, dead kangaroos with spray painted orange Xs on their flanks and the occasional parrot marked the only colors
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i can see how that would do it
terry
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