Prometheus Prospect: Solitary by Max Alvarez

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Jun 2014

My eyes flutter
Close
Words fall from my lips in a stutter
Prose

I loosely turn my tangled neck
Sixty degrees
To my mangled wreck

I am alone.

Written by

Max Alvarez Dallas

(Dallas)

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