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Nov 2013
These gears grinding in my head
the most dangerous part of my body
controlling the switch
icy and collected
         to
eyes pinpoint, sweating and shaking
      on fire
mixing my metaphors
with heavy handed similes
and **** headed diction
cocky connotations
lock stock and barrel
shock collared, shattered
tectonic plates are shifting
     alignment
and it is time to be
      bold
to risk/gamble win/lose
*to try
Harry J Baxter
Written by
Harry J Baxter  Richmond
(Richmond)   
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