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slow growth degeneration
by Ulyss RubeyDistorted reflections splay
slow motions pictures
across wrinkled cells
unveiling scenes down crossroads
almost taken...damn, I should have.
Regretfulness is worn out
against the presistant
elusion of responsibility
embroidered by Mom
and hung over all the
pathways of escape...dang me, I could have.
11/28/2013 Posted on 11/28/2013
Copyright © 2024 Ulyss Rubey
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 11/28/13 at 01:34 PM I love all that this poem suggests we do to liberate ourselves from all that would paste and bind us in preconception. |
| Posted by Laura Doom on 12/25/14 at 11:46 PM Road movie on ice? C'est la rue... |
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