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Gun Tamga

a watering hole in mongolia
where the last przewalski's
horses were seen in the wild

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

Tracks

I have fallen for you

I have fallen from the railroad trestle
onto 17th Avenue

Anonimo stares down at me
from his grafitti-laden wall

as the speeding cars splatter my brains
and shatter my bones

on their way to the beach
on their way home
Posted by tiger barbs at 4/19/2006 07:30:00 PM

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