Oh, but it is dirty!Go read the whole thing.
--this little filling station,
oil-soaked, oil-permeated
to a disturbing, over-all
black translucency.
Be careful with that match!
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
A great poem
I was searching for something a little while ago and came across an Elizabeth Bishop poem that I've mentioned before, The Filling Station:
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