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Poetry: “Slush”

Alas, a thing that must be encountered as the snow melts.

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Slush

Such sodden heaps
Laid upon
The filthy ground
Torn up
By wheels
And feet
Plodding or
Driving along
Sending waves
Of melted snow
Upon hapless
Passers by
This winter’s end
Is not a thing of beauty
But a sad thing
Best forgot

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