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Jamie Townend
Poems
Oct 2009
Literature Class
She stares at me,
but I choose the walls:
The cold, featureless walls
that expect nothing
and can take nothing.
Maybe just a little skin
from my knuckles.
Nothing that I need
or that I can't retrieve.
...
I am learning a craft
that everything is part of:
Indecency, lust and bruises
Allies, enemies and alcohol
Music, literature and madness.
It is all essential
to the process.
As is everything else.
Written by
Jamie Townend
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