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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=530683" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Plastic Bag</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=530683" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I'm like a plastic bag blown in the wind, <br>Carried by the cutting razor of a gust.<br>Though I'm my moving, my soul's also been pinned—<br>I roll through the smog, dripping with disgust.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=530683" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Carried by the cutting razor of a gust, <br>I fray on my fringe, my heart's dissection.<br>I roll through the smog, dripping with disgust.<br>It seems I've been fouled by an infection.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=530683" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I fray on my fringe, my heart's dissection—<br>Empty emotions crumble from disuse; <br>It seems I've been fouled by an infection, <br>A rotten feeling: leaking and effuse.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=530683" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Empty emotions crumble from disuse; <br>Malnourished, they wither and quickly spoil.<br>A rotten feeling—leaking and effuse—<br>Tars the beach of my thoughts in thick, dark oil.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=530683" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Malnourished, they wither and quickly spoil: <br>The molecules floating in the fresh air<br>Tars the beach of my thoughts in thick, dark oil.<br>One wonders if one could still respire there.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=530683" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The molecules floating in the fresh air<br>Disperse, dirtied in clouds of jet-black smoke.<br>One wonders if one could still respire there.<br>Now, it seems one is more lik'ly to choke.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=530683" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Disperse, dirtied in clouds of jet-black smoke, <br>The sky fills with a blighted disease. <br>Now, it seems one is more lik'ly to choke, <br>Strangled by a swift, corrugated breeze.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=530683" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The sky fills with a blighted disease <br>And all purity has fin'lly been thinned.<br>Strangled by a swift, corrugated breeze, <br>I am like a plastic bag blowing in the wind.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Tim+Stensloff">Tim Stensloff</a></strong></div>

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