7 Lines, 7 Words
The APATHY of our captive gate-herding guards was outstandingly pronounced.
One appeared to have a PREDILECTION toward a disbelief in honor of any kind.
My spiritually-advanced cellmate exuded UNEARTHLINESS when head-trounced.
Yet the gate-herders expressed no CONSTERNATION or REVERENCE to my mind.
I felt much emotion while I was ENCOMPASSED in dark cell of the mono-herd.
A tiny bit of CONDEMNATION oozed out; they had dog-ears that swiftly heard.
My cellmate had physically vanished by then, so the punishment was all mine.
Written 11-3-2018 Contest: 7 lines, 7 words
Sponsor: Lu Loo
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2018
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