Mark R Slaughter

Jazz - Poem by Mark R Slaughter

Death drips
Upon the tongue

Breaks the neck
And I am hung -

His rope
Of circumscription
Closing in


Jazzing up the end

Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2012

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 16, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, June 16, 2012

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