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Freedom (Exercise Poem)

by  joanie

Posted: Friday, March 11, 2005
Word Count: 59
Summary: VERY experimental! An exercise in Poetry Seminar




Belief's hot mud
which bites my throat
will hug its core
to death. Sharp eye
can kiss and say
hot lips are tough.

Important blue
turns soft until
few leathery
skins cut. Thin cloud
will ruin all
it tries to rout.

This wavering
must curve to bruise
my mind. Surprise
your dog tonight
by cutting loose
belief's hot mud.