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The Stifling Moment (Free verse) by vulcan

The primroses'delirious scent, Stale food's stink, Father has hanged himself Amidst the chairs' stare. Like you come to a moon-haunted woods All living things(as in conspiracy)hush.

[mojo] 31-Aug-02/2:42 AM
I like it, can't put my finger on why. Is there a haiku in there struggling to get out? No, it probably couldn't be edited that far. Still, paints a vivid picture..8..(and a half if we had them)




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