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March 12, 2010
poem: old man brontosaurus
by sven at 7:00 am
Here are the origins of that brontosaurus the walrus was chatting with…
old man brontosaurus
old man brontosaurus
i have never seen
an elephant
not in this neighborhood
you've stayed with me
all these years like
death, a roommate
surly, whom i live with
begrudgingly
but old brontosaurus
my footsteps in yours
following on hot summer
sidewalk, you're
a kind companion
to sit in upholstered chairs
with, slowly chinwagging
about yesterday's newspaper
over drinks
all the children wish
they were Rex the king
but i, as i melt in the sun
i would be a brontosaurus
too
December 31, 2008
posted by sven | March 12, 2010 7:00 AM | comments (0) | categories: poetry