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Oct 2012
she boiled my blood inside a *** of steel,
with bread she cooked it thoroughly till foam,
had covered all, unseeable, unfeel-
-ing, vengeance wrathful, hardened to a loam,
          where blood is life, she caused the life to be,
          unlivable, no more a life to me

(C)2012, Christos Rigakos
Single sestet stanza in iambic pentameter with ABABCC rhyme scheme.
Christos Rigakos
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Christos Rigakos
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