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Behold What A Hemi Weighs.

The siren's call,
draws all
concrete navigators,
cruising rivers of asphalt,
to pause and gawk
at misfortune splayed
along the shore-way,
slowing rush hour
to a crawl
past dying groans.

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  • fortyninereasons
    March 5, 2009

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    you have taken the prompt to a different level...
    a sad piece.
    thank you for sharing
    Juls


  • Cerulean Sunrise gold member
    March 5, 2009
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    owwww

    nice take


  • Riftkin gold member
    March 5, 2009

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    A soul lost to the siren's call
    one among many during rush hour..

    Best of luck to you with this.