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One More, Then We Go (Free verse) by jessicazee
On this round table one knight in a bottle battles, bereft of shield, sword, his armor a sticky paper label, peeled long-toiled by pointed nails. He stands still, wobbles halted by matchbook shims, a postcard folded thrice. "A dead soldier?" asks the drumline, the bespectacled overseer, a grim and thoughtful reaper of emptiness, a dumper of ashtrays. "Alive, but not well," the response, soon a cold naive amateur takes a happy place in the fold, a body is removed, recycled with ambered brothers breaking in a blue plastic bin.

Up the ladder: Devoured
Down the ladder: skittles

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Arithmetic Mean: 5.0
Weighted score: 5.0
Overall Rank: 8135
Posted: February 17, 2009 10:52 PM PST; Last modified: February 17, 2009 10:52 PM PST
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[5] nentwined @ 75.83.196.201 | 27-Feb-09/5:58 AM | Reply
doesn't cohere for me
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