Monday, June 20, 2011
Parking lot
There is a parking lot
for eight cars now,
where used to be a house.
I am walking over asphalt
interrupted by white lines.
Am I stepping on the memories
of an erased house,
or are they forever gone?
Parking lots - toothless gums
after broken teeth
were pulled out
off the street.
Copyright (c) Marie Neumann
Pottsville, 6/19/2010
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