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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.
Ranger
17-Dec-02/1:24 AM
Holy shit this is strange. I need to read it a couple more times before I decide whether I like it or not. Good words, though. I'll give it an 8 for now, just because of the fifth line-'moon-haunted woods'-brilliant!
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