By 2mara | May 5, 2006 - 5:42 pm - Posted in writing/poetry
Homework
Placing my trusty model 917 number 2 pencil in flight
I write
at night and by day
where the words play with my mind
Gazing at my book with a hard look
not a stare
gasping for air - I pull my hair
and scream…
~2
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