The Commute

The Commute

A Poem by Eos

Nothing is sadder than summer "
With its noisy braid of cars, glutting lanes
Like ants or stars ready to burn
Where the boiling ink of hate and heat
Stains the streets through careless turns
While testing shallow sympathies
Under the unlikeable sun.

© 2011 Eos


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jen
I have nurtured vampirish pale skin for 50 years because other than it's gifts to nature, I have never been a real fan

Posted 12 Years Ago


Ya totally understand the summer commute,nice write!!

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Eos
Eos

Atlanta, GA



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