dead ringer

Posted: August 9, 2008 in All, Blogroll, Life, MY POEMS

some broke
some breaking
from the clutches
of the clink

the chat hole
sitting in the corner,
resuscitation ringing
from a soulless machine

don’t ask me how
we just know
when the same pain
is reflecting back

together we sit
before the illumination
the search for the key
is over

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Comments
  1. ladylennon says:

    lovin it

  2. Katherine says:

    It’s great! I can’t say I totally understand it but that’s what I love about poetry. We can interpret it in so many different ways.

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