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The Narrow Way (Free verse) by Jeremi B. Handrinos
There is pressure.
It has few exits
And fewer friends
You drink a lot
Like it matters; as
The sky rolls and rolls
Away in blasts of blues and
Reds; There are voices,
and occasionally, love.
But it will be ripped
From you by beasts.
Raped and desecrated
Before your eyes
Until you grope through
The night, moaning about
God and revenge, and how
You feel, but you don't.
You only squeeze forward
Searching for childhood -
- Calling to ghosts.
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Posted: March 23, 2005 7:40 PM PST; Last modified: March 23, 2005 7:40 PM PST
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