Saturday, March 14, 2015

Number Plate

A number plate on the roadside:
it fell off as the car sped;
couldn't be nailed to the journey
any more.

Let the car(s) invade every secret-
we shall stay put in the dust
where we may fade,
fade, fade.

Zero
attempts at suicide-
I fell off midway in life; they say,
I'm dead.
Couldn't be nailed to The Journey
any more.

A number plate by the road.
Fading.

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