your version
of hell involves
parking garages.
deep dark tunnels
of dimmly lit
ramps and tight
spaces, with locked
doors and a maze
of signs leading
somewhere, nowhere.
the narrow turns,
going down and down.
you can't find
your way out,
the ticket won't
work, there is no
one around to help
you. even your phone
won't pick up a
signal as you walk
and walk and mumble
was it B-2, or C-2,
or has it been towed.
Saturday, March 26, 2011
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