SMALL LITTLE TINY SUPERHERO

It gets rusty with all the rain

And the yellows

Just run into brown all day

The pain echos

Inside hallways

Locked away from you

But sometimes

I think you can hear

The ruining

Behind those walls

It’s not as noisy

As you’d think

The death of words

So many slaughtered

Reimagined

And recreated

For consumption

My small way

Of saving the world

From the rust

From the browns

4 thoughts on “SMALL LITTLE TINY SUPERHERO

  1. “He who would do good to another must do it in Minute Particulars: general Good is the plea of the scoundrel, hypocrite, and flatterer, for Art and Science cannot exist but in minutely organized Particulars.” William Blake

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