There's a problem in America.
The problem is those black or dark
gray things you see littered or strewn
on sidewalks, by curbs, or just over
the curb in the street.
What are those things.
They're little teeny tiny and
some of them if you close-inspect
run to spiky, others far more round
and bumpy bulbous. They appear
to be just
shapes of some kind, nonliving
- where do they come from? Some
by-product, side effect? Do others
see them? I ask surreptitiously but
they do not answer. Do they answer
others? Who would put them there
and not tell why? Is it part of the
natural world, or another quirk
or consequence of artifice? It's
even possible it's not a problem.
If
there's no solution,
it's not a problem.
Just another feature
of reality
A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.
but aren't they all random?
Thursday, November 18, 2021
boubakiki
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