Just Numbers

by | Jan 1, 2006 | Poetry | 0 comments

One tracer 4 ball
One tracer 4 ball
The chink of the link,
The roar as they fall.

Switch to the left,
Then switch to the right.
A cacophony of death,
Cut a swathe of fiery light.

One in Four,
Seven point, six two.
The sum total of life,
In that summer, of 82.


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