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 Feb 2017 Scott Hamsun
Mike Essig
The leaf-mottled
copperhead coiled
near my woodpile,
rendered sluggish
and harmless
by the cold,
makes no move
to strike.

Its flat eyes
simply stare,
as if to say:
welcome
to the Garden.
  - mce
True TN story. We had snakes everywhere. You had to keep one eye on the ground.
Not so long ago
in this land of Poetry
you see

I was Used, Abused
and Misused
and like that wasn't  
enough

I was then Stripped, Ripped
and Flipped
Stomped, Cursed
and Kicked

And finally,
Finally when I thought
they were done with me

Well this ringleader,
Mr. So and So
His pride
must've been really sore
Not exactly sure why though
Anyway
He wasn't satisfied
Until he gave me more
An experience on Hello Poetry
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