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token interpretations

token interpretations

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

token interpretations



magic buses

on polluted highways

exhaust fumes from exhausted poets

high intensity traffic of themes

driven into the ground


the same ideas get on at each stop

every day,

ditto routes

ditto stops

ditto conclusions


each seat taken with the same faces of revolution

and the same tired lines

get off at the end of the day


no resolution.







© 2017 jacob erin-cilberto

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I feel this is a message about cliches or duplicates where the tired old things are used over and over on worn out lanes or lines. A very fitting descriptions. Thank you, sir Jacob.

Posted 1 Month Ago

jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

thank you, Sami...
Sami Khalil

1 Month Ago

You are welcome, Jacob.

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Added on September 12, 2017
Last Updated on September 12, 2017


jacob erin-cilberto
jacob erin-cilberto

Carbondale, IL

Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at two community colleges and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. Friending works two ways. If we have had .. more..


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