chin up big boy
fingers splayed and rope burns
no more jabber jabbering for you my son
just that slow chest crush
and the fading light sight
the hardcore clinging to the hillside weeping
steady now sister
the man you loved is gone
rolling the boulder and unwinding the sheet
just blood on your hands
and the helter skelter
venerated desecrated reduced traduced and bent
Russell J Turner – April 2011
Relocated
9 years ago
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