Overzero - the war overzero


the end

micro poems, modern idiom

god is a symbol
the building waved
my own death
want's needs
zen song
walking a fine lawn
a modern condition
welcome to my town
the missing point
hole in the ground
the sculptor
the war
new black
the future's bright
give me my horns


I heard the other day
That the war was based
On good intelligence.


I suppose we should we should
Count ourselves lucky
It wasn't based on stupidity.