Rule 15
Rule 15
what bothers you of course
beyond the smudges on your own window
isn’t so much the yuppies
with their walking poles
walking down your street
but the fact that
they’re not even using them
she just holds hers
both in one hand
and he’s sort of dragging
his behind him leaving
two scratched lines
down the sandy springtime sidewalk
here’s what I’d do
pull the wine from the cupboard
pour yourself a bucket
and head out to the porch
where you can criticize
more clearly
reprinted without permission, poetry by Ryan Vine
This poem is taken from Paper Darts Magazine Published on DateTuesday, September 11, 2012
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Love is all you need. 
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