Open Poetry #19 |
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JamesBowie Member
since 2000-11-25
Posts 252big old Bangor Maine up by the shack |
the scent of dirty clothes drifts as the lazy dog turns in circles the red rimmed man has tired eyes watching for his fate they settle on my hands that are filled with the devils work even though they hardly stop moving but the eyes never waiver as the noose cracks |
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-02
Posts 8296Purgatorial Incarceration |
personally, i dig this sharp vignette. i wonder how intentional it was that you spelled it "waiver" vs. "waver" ... personally, i like the idea that it's a play on words. Peace Chris |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
James, Ouch I felt that. Enjoyed |
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JamesBowie Member
since 2000-11-25
Posts 252big old Bangor Maine up by the shack |
christopher-I did not expect anyone to pick up on that, good job and thanks |
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