by Eric Rozenman (December 2015)
At the end of the cul-de-sac
At the end of the world as we know it
On a sleepy Sunday morning more>>>
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4 Responses
A fine poem. No bombast, just the ironic juxtaposition of the contradictions that threaten our complacent civilization. Keep writing.
The deaf conductor is as much to blame as the coffee-sipping audience.
Fine poem. Keep writing!
What a beautifully chilling scenario. And a great description of our time.
Too true makes one want to turn away and hope denial is enough