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Patiently waiting in a line
eyeballed an wary
harsh barking of subterranean cultures
standing weary and inured
to the rotten
fug
the rotten
oxygen

inside the high walls and wire, the weighted stone of
the convicted

existing like convicts

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 10/25/2014 3:14:00 PM
came back to see your very first post. I really like this. It makes the reader feel weighted like a convict would feel!
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Michael Miers
Date: 10/25/2014 6:34:00 PM
thank you. I enjoy your work tremendously. I am flattered.
Date: 11/20/2013 2:49:00 PM
- A deep and well written poem, Michael - oxox // Anne-Lise :)
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