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May 12, 2015
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b o w
Obtuse
on fallen knees
broken but yet busted
the sheen of the hours
waited
the baited
lamps
burning hot
humid
Lurid soundscape
an edge with no
escape
shadowedge
the point of light
pulled in that
tension
unbearable
About This Poem
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
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