He pondered the question for over a day he could have died without answering finally, calling me close, hoarsely “make a hundred million then cut and run” Tags: freeverse, poem, poetry
Sunken Awake Held the Globe (for Gramps) / June 4, 2006 Ashen sunken eyes awake slowly from morphine haze “it relieves the anxiety… Read Post »
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