November 27, 2011


Aged rough hewed; a window is barred with wire in which only the smallest of living things can enter, and hung beside is a circle, a loop of sharp studded metal.  A painful reminder curves its way around weather torn wood.

Against it steals
hidden endless lengths

The barren land shelters near
a growth of straw colored weeds
a friend and companion to fear

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