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Accusation (Free verse) by INTRANSIT
On the five-o-clock news another diamond had been roughed, left near the unearthing, humanity, disengaged. They threw out visual accusations, and I have to offer myself as sacrifice to the altar of women. Take my body whole or in pieces, burn me alive. There's no proof that something could be different, no one wants to admit the flaw was already there as it spreads like a moss, a mold a virus until everyone is infected. Then it fractures and breaks with suffering for no reason. So we give in to the *man truth* that affects the whole quarry, the whole mine, the whole mind. From the miners to the store where just outside on the telephone pole she rests for the last time as every rush of people passes her photo allaying nothing.

Up the ladder: no email, no world
Down the ladder: My Best Friend, 1985

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Arithmetic Mean: 6.5
Weighted score: 5.1788044
Overall Rank: 4921
Posted: November 8, 2006 6:07 AM PST; Last modified: November 8, 2006 6:07 AM PST
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[9] Ranger @ 62.252.32.15 | 8-Nov-06/11:04 AM | Reply
This is good
[8] Dovina @ 72.234.150.12 | 11-Nov-06/12:44 PM | Reply
Yes, poor poor man. He has no choice, always accused for what he is. Cut him up, girls; each take a piece. Really, this says it quite well.
[9] deleted user @ 64.140.228.24 | 14-Jul-07/1:40 AM | Reply
Very good.
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