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No Title

No title

no title

words slither

in the mind subtold

like serpents to behold

 

No title

no title

a choice so unmade

no words in braids

not one word or two

not even just a few

 

No title

no title

no time to entitle

that title so futile

cast out the title

and leave it untold

but the ending--- contemplate

the insatiable ultimate

story must unfold.

 

No title

no title

Though no title surfice

the ending tis precise

like a run for the mice

the maze is the challenge

but--- the escape is the goal.

 

 

© Written by Linda Bates Terrell

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Jun 26, 2013
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