Mark R Slaughter


Poems of Mark R Slaughter

261. Stem Cell 3/7/2009
262. Succumbed to Thinking 2/2/2009
263. Suicide 11/5/2009
264. Synergy of Love 10/4/2009
265. Syrup Sponge 11/1/2010
266. Tale of Three Cities 5/15/2010
267. Talons of a Gothic Mind 11/17/2009
268. Teacher 4/25/2010
269. Tearful Eyes 10/9/2009
270. Tears 2/27/2012
271. Telescope 1/14/2012
272. The Body 5/8/2011
273. The Chess Game 1/29/2009
274. The Dog, The Frog, And The Hog 1/30/2009
275. The Dream Of Angelina 3/4/2009
276. The Last Drink 3/6/2009
277. The Little Pond 7/26/2012
278. The Mirror Struggled 11/18/2009
279. The Piano Lurched 3/26/2009
280. The Rose 10/23/2009

Soul In Machine

Rhythmic thrum, the chanting clue:
Cycling hums
And driving drums -
But has it a soul?

Spinning cogs give living sense:
Finely cast
To ever last -
But has it a soul?

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