COBB COURT BURNING poem 1995

There’s a broken white canopy 

With a floral dust ruffle and a matching dresser

In the little girls room

Of Cobb Court Burning

There’s a wall to wall fireplace

With photographs up in flames

Of a mother and daughter unsmiling

In Cobb Court Burning

There’s a showerhead

Where water falls like escape

On an adolescent vagina

In Cobb Court Burning

There are children on bicycles,

Riding in circles, singing chants

In front of the broken home

Of Cobb Court Burning

There’s a box of lacy dolls

All with blue eyes and pink lips

Who have tasted the hatred of the battered child

In Cobb Court Burning

There’s a scorched long haired dog

Who’s eyes have seen it all

And run with puppy tears for the little girl of ashes

From Cobb Court Burning

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