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He stood
neon orange sign in hand
staring off into space
moving only occasionally
to flip the sign
the sound of construction
growling behind him
horns honking
noise surrounding him
yet still he stood
almost frozen
his head now hexagonal
his body a pole
he could hardly speak
only two words escaped
stop and slow

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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Imaginedangerous This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
May 7, 2012 at 4:50 pm

It's construction season in Utah, all right, and I have to wait for this guy every day on my way to and from school. I wonder sometimes what he's thinking. :)

 

This poem is very unique. Good work.

 
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