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Kathryn Rule
Poems
Nov 2011
Broken Bottles
Ridiculous, I'm lit
but drowning in pain.
quick! I've lost it,
I'm no longer sane.
I stand; wait for your lash.
I hear words all around,
slice, bruise, bash,
my heart into ground.
Run rabbit run,
from what You know,
It will be lots of fun,
my pain will grow.
You think you're fit?
then bring down the cane,
choking on the bullet I bit,
suffocation in lock and chain.
wreaking of ***** and ash,
you stumble in with sound,
throw me out like trash,
my words have been drowned.
Here I am, loaded gun.
Your worst enemy, you know.
but your words will be undone,
and I will defeat the crow.
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Kathryn Rule
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