Inherited Jawbones
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I’ve taken up polishing skulls.
Not trophies,
just my kin—
their sockets still
echoing
what they aren't
ready to hear.
Though it's only
what they've said
themselves.
I never knew
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Categories:
abrasing, family,
Form: Free verse
The Lesson
...Do I really need this money
as this job shall be, the death of me.
But I think that's what I really want,
when I think subconsciously.
Now such a thought I think
a thought I think much oftenly.
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Categories:
abrasing, deathme, goodbye, goodbye, me,
Form: Rhyme