b.z.niditch | where you live

WHERE YOU LIVE

Your eye spots
a hungry tottering man
whose thumb is crushed
though he held out


part of his hand
as an offering
mostly in a futile manner
an audible voice pierces
from an unshaven landscape
even the trees avert him.

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