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Sequence (Free verse) by http://mulberryfairy

Martin Luther King, Jr. please don't choose me even though I love you here...and here. If you do you'll die (be lynched)like my last. I'll sift my fingers through your grave of loose dirt and sand plunging my outstretched fingers into your strangely exposed brain tissue feeling the mourning, the horror, the infatuation all at once.

abecedarian 26-Jan-04/10:38 AM
Strangely exposed. I don't like 'strangely' here. It implies that you are a confused observer to yourself - not really understanding what is going on around you. It has the effect of distancing you (and therefore the reader) from the scene. Focus on the the nature of the wound that exposes the brain tissue and derive your adjective in that manner.




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