PointerA Poem by Brett Hernan A portrait of peurile futility. And how's your night going..? No-one, noticed. Billions die. Beached White pointer. The World Holds it's breath. © 2017 Brett Hernan |
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Added on September 12, 2017 Last Updated on September 12, 2017 Author
Brett HernanHobart, Tasmania, AustraliaAboutLow-resolution sample only. Born 1968. All of the images accompanying each of these written works are my own. (Except that one of the guy putting a flower into a soldier's rifle barrel!) more..Writing
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