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I An Anew (re edit) (Free verse) by scitz

Sultry air rids my apathy, The horizon screens my regrets, My matinee of rectification. I think of my mistakes in life. Lost like a Catholic confession, Caught between the lattice slats of redemption, Needing forgiveness like a pasture needs a locust. My inner self is newfangled, I am anew, And all because I chose inner peace, Instead of loving you. Blinded in the eye of calm, I see a cloistered grizzled man, Feeding breadcrumbs to a quiet pavement, And see who I would have become.

EAger to Offend 8-Aug-03/4:03 PM
Might I suggest "Caught in the lattice of redemption," as lattice implies crossed slats...
Title; I Am Anew. ...even though it's acctually my least favourite part of this work.




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