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Wednesday, February 24, 2010

broken down

looking at the hard lines
of my flesh
the eyesockets glaring
with accuasation
of myself
roughly sizing up my life
like cordwood
and winters past
i reel in my desperation
to hold on to something good
something graceful
and tender
and find broken down lives
pushed into corners
all joy gone
in the litter
that remains

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