Saturday, June 30, 2012

Who I hyperventilated at

Trevi, a handsome fountain
at the end of an aqueduct.
Now too many men with roses
or too many women throwing pennies
over their shoulders
sloped with hope.
Ancient statues looking blindly on
one almost with a foot in the water
all the closed up windows
too much overspray-

I made a run for it
down the cobblestones
chest heaving anything
for dry land

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