Strangers loiter around the corner
watching as if it were a show.
Perched behind window sills neighbors
gape at the sight and the crowd below.
A broken body lays sprawled out on the ground,
its soul had let out a deafening cry as it fell,
and its eyes too afraid to plead for help
closed to a thud and the cracking of bones.
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Thud
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