Scorn Me

scorn me-
said you, sanity-
free me from this
captivity (no
recognition, no one
can listen)
what more should be
asked / who
; left to bask in
the glory of the
slippery & sound 
"i'm sorry"
eyelids forced, 
bound down across
the face- sense
(erase) the mouth is
a cave, where not even
the brave may
escape.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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