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In The Corner, Crying
by Cole MillerHere is me
In the corner,
Crying.
Without the tears,
You'll never get
Them.
And without
The corner,
This room is
Round.
Just like this
Game we're
Playing. 02/01/2004 Posted on 02/02/2004
Copyright © 2024 Cole Miller
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Andrew S Adams on 02/02/04 at 05:03 AM i like this; short and bitter. i've met this feeling all too well in my time; and this seems to have the perfect form and pacing to make it sting all the more painfully. i can feel this. hope ya'are feeling better, cole. peace:a |
| Posted by Agnes Eva on 02/03/04 at 03:28 AM neat mathematics in this poem. emotional ones. it says a lot in a kind of mysterious, layer by layer way |
| Posted by Traci Mabats on 08/03/04 at 03:20 AM #$*! this is good. |
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