History. Poem by john o'connell
History.
For a time,
healing ever so slowly,
the wounds remain.
Scars are more permanent
but are cleverly hidden
by plastic surgery.
Local tribes
can evolve fairly well
from the most recent of nightmares
until a nerve
short-circuits once more
and the cruel
and hopeless
triumphant horror
begins again -
be it in a new disguise!
Thursday, November 4, 2010
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