Mike Acker


Strewn - Poem by Mike Acker

White, worn-out bones
strewn across the
sacred grounds.

Black, bubbly dots
strewn across the
spotless sheets.

The message is the same,
yet light years apart.


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  • Gold Star - 6,092 Points Douglas Scotney (11/9/2013 6:14:00 PM)

    Australians have a word for what astounds: 'strewth', meaning 'it's truth', not 'God's...' (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 9, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 5, 2014


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