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We spread our blanket on uneven ground, bodies embracing in descent,                                They lay on the boxcar floor,                         fingers twisted, clutching slats. Transfixed by the spell of evening, limbs entwined, interlaced,                         Barbed wire punctured palms                         faces creased as in old photographs. We stretched in dawn’s light, poured coffee out of cups, and left as it merged with the dust.                          Bones upheave ground                          unsheathed fingers                            clotted with soil. Copyright © 2003 Gary Brocks
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Aug 28, 2018
Aug 28, 2018 at 9:45 PM UTC
PICNIC IN A FORGOTTEN CLEARING
darling they've found the body curled up among the leaves echoing the quiet decay savoring the dying day darling they've found the body crying under the porch choking on the insects still she swallows more pull out the nails unwrap the barbed wire cut the noose pull out the nails unwrap the barbed wire cut the noose darling they've found the body on you're side on the bed shes wearing white sheets there are no eyes in her head darling they've found the body sitting in your place talking with your voice wearing half your face pull out the nails unwrap the barbed wire cut the noose pull out the nails unwrap the barbed wire cut the noose darling they've found the body her hands are around your throat settling into indents she put there long ago darling they've found the body they dig her up wherever we go
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Mar 3, 2015
Mar 3, 2015 at 6:04 PM UTC
Darling They've Found The Body (a song)
After Henry Taylor On a peaceful night just as the stars had risen and the chilled dew was beginning to form on the grass, a set of steel tracks resting atop an ordinary hill began to hum with warm vibrations as a steam-powered engine came towards them,   pulling along an assortment of goods, it came fast and came loud, breaking all of the solitude by the hill, but perhaps it was going too fast or maybe the tracks were a little wet or it may be that the train simply wanted to jump, but just as it reached the turn atop the hill, it leaned off its path and like a rubber band; the rest followed, throwing to the air everything held inside, tumbling down the hill, splashing through the water droplets until finally coming to a rest at the bottom, where splintered lumber and distorted steel had torn up earth to show a mound of fresh dirt, riddled with gravel and twigs, the hill became quiet once more, just as the train whispered its final gasp and the dew began to form on its wheels.
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Jun 25, 2014
Jun 25, 2014 at 6:11 PM UTC
Steel Tracks
The barbed wire is wound and catches tight around the torso. Razor wire loops limbs and worries the skin to stillness. There is a hot wire passed through the skull and down the spine pulled tight and taut and electrified. Pain only lives roasted in the core of reality. © M.L.Emmett
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Mar 3, 2016
Mar 3, 2016 at 10:23 AM UTC
Barbed Wire Wound
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Jan 9, 2018
Jan 9, 2018 at 10:19 PM UTC
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