Wednesday, October 23, 2013

Michael Cluff- A Poem

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The pomegranate seller
 slips between alleys
 Walmarts and strip malls
 and into the garden
 the snake
 only knows where
 the tree this ripest
 fruit grows
 upon.

 Miss Eva
 always pays
 the best prices
 it is her better way
 to keep Mister Abraham
 enthralled and ever
 solvent.

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