TRASH COMPACTORS
Lips compressing
the heart's fruit,
contents squeezed
by hate's trash compactor.
Bled of pulp,
it pumps toxins,
until eyes
see only garbage dump
world.
posted by William Robbins @ 7:00 AM
LAIR OF THE PENMAN
Daily spiritual reflections from a journey through light and ambrosia. Please also check out The Sentence Structure for more of my writings.
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Saturday, August 02, 2008
the heart's fruit,
contents squeezed
by hate's trash compactor.
Bled of pulp,
it pumps toxins,
until eyes
see only garbage dump
world.
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