Where one day is fading to black,
another day is just beginning.
The consequences of location.
Help those you can wherever you are.
Trust dawn to come to those you can't.
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Consequences of Location
Slugs cling to the chute
That feeds the coal mine and hold
On for dear life as
The earth’s spin pulls them
Toward the zinc slate of night, pool
As they darken from
Smoke, carbonized tics
Soaking up sweat and blood from
The weary miners.
[Disposable Haiku March 26, 2013]
Dr, Mike
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