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Position
by Sam Roberts
Head like a rock, brutalized yet solid
Throwing me high above their heads
Knocking me hopelessly
Asphyxiating under the weave of water
Bouncing uncontrollably in and out, out and in,
of their social standards.
I considered my status that day,
And I stood firmly as my verdict
shocked them.
03/18/2003 Posted on 03/18/2003
Copyright © 2024 Sam Roberts
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Lori Johnson on 03/19/03 at 03:18 PM Very interesting & thought provoking. I like how you left it generalized so that readers could relate in their own way. Good stuff. :) |
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