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Aug 2010
The heart beats
The lungs breathe
The blood flows
Lifeless inside

The mouth moves
The toungue works
The throat is cleared
Nothing is said

The fingers bend
The wrist cracks
The knuckles hold together
Just can't get a grip

The arms flex
The shoulder lifts
The bones hold strong
Can't hold any weight on their own

The mind pulses
The brain thinks
The ears listen
But they can't hear a sound

The road ends
The paint wears
The cliff starts
The end of everything begins
©Bruno Jospeph Orsi        August 16, 2010
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Bruno Joseph Orsi
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