PIECE OF THE WALL

 

 

And so I’m staring at a piece of the original Berlin Wall just across the street from the Edgar Allen Poe house.  Yes, it is a bright sunny day and the beer gradually negates the breeze and the cool air.  It’s truly a momentous moment in a momentous city as ravens avoid pendulums and alcohol poisoning remains a distinct possibility in spite overwhelming odds that God grants fools to wander home safely

 

Poetic moment

ignored by the mainstream press

human importance

in subtle, mundane minutes

not broadcast on local news

 

 

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