An echo
in the
canyon
is a
bullet
in the
head
as dogs
bark at
the back
door and
kids run
down the
alley and
everyone
is looking
for rain
or a
free lunch
and today
we lost
100 soldiers
and all
our marbles
deep inside
the pockets
of the
Rich men
who run
our lives
like wind-up
toys all
walking into
tombstones
feet shuffling
in a
death march
to nowhere.
--Matt Borczon
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