Postcard Poetry 2011 #1
I opt after 15 minutes roll
down street with no sidewalk,
in, according to my therapist,
a town with no able-bodied pedestrians,
not kill myself in search for the perfect
postcard, to start off my 2011
postcard card poetry journey
after the a search of the antique store
next to her office proves fruitless,
as I seek to kill some
too early for appointment time
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