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Monday, September 05, 2005

 

Outside The Window

Pavement chat grew louder, then
The carnival exploded
With a billion silver dancers.

But heads went down
And shields went up -
I realised with sadness

It was a riot-swarm breaking out,
Like a bombardment of bees:
One sting per bee and they died.

Merrick Palmer © 2005.

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