wash them, wade them, try them on. step in mud and purge the flood. stitch them finely and still you have the same words in different shades. WORDS NEVER WEAR THAT GO TO NO WHERE.
[Goshen College English 210] {Spring 2011}
Monday, May 21, 2012
unbrushed teeth
hands tied
by apathy
behind my back.
lethargic shreds of things
never done,
meant to do,
did
lay waste-
stain against name,
against faith.
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