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Skeleton (Free verse) by fevriere
If I had no skeleton I could be mashed, moulded Like the clay God spits on, Breathes on, makes man of. As it is, I am a rib. I'm of the line of moon. So let me fit the curve of lip Like an instrument of peace; Dove-throated chord. I won't speak, except In holy breaths I take For holy songs to make.

Up the ladder: The Mask
Down the ladder: Death's Invitation

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Arithmetic Mean: 4.6666665
Weighted score: 4.9602656
Overall Rank: 8627
Posted: February 8, 2005 6:53 AM PST; Last modified: February 8, 2005 6:53 AM PST
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