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Sunday, November 17, 2013

PAD - Day 17. Lunch Table Blues



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Lunch Table Blues

she’s singing the lunch
table blues
sitting in a plastic
chair warm milk
dented carton
sitting there
from where they
threw it at her
head shouting
that they wished
her dead
staring at the
tray of viscuous
lunch leering
faces linger
an ugly bunch
alone, a stray
their daily prey
so out of the
words that fall
like cherry blossoms
cover her from head
to feet
struggle to retrieve them sent
as she sits – so out of her
element


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