Those cubicles down on highway six how do those people fit? The doors are oblong surrounded by four-foot cubes of concrete split. Picasso, I thought had inspired this lot. No door on one – how shall they come home? Inside, imagine there, cubes…
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Those cubicles down on highway six how do those people fit? The doors are oblong surrounded by four-foot cubes of concrete split. Picasso, I thought had inspired this lot. No door on one – how shall they come home? Inside, imagine there, cubes…