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Make what you want of it, I hate these brief descriptions. My first poem since 4th grade |
Six Feet one foot firmly planted one hovering cold darkness cold oblivion cold hell shell chamber warm lips cold barrel push the toe, push the toe husbandless wife fatherless son fatherless daughter scattered blood scattered bone scattered brain teacherless students leaderless followers lightless light push the toe, push the toe fatherless son fatherless daughter husbandless wife clean blood clean bone clean brain trembling light knowing fear wracking pain push the toe, push the toe fatherless daughter husbandless wife fatherless son childless parents brotherless brothers brotherless sister loveless love tearless tears love tears push the toe, push the toe husbandless wife fatherless son fatherless daughter no j.h. oct. 2007 |
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