[Throwing his life away,] Poem by Josephine Miles
[Throwing his life away,]
Throwing his life away,
He picks at and smells it.
Done up. When did I do this up?
I date its death to the time someone
Said something.
Back then.
Everything else, all striving, making,
Marrying, error,
Is this old bird.
Pah! He throws it.
As the long string lengthens
Out of his hand,
It begins unwinding
The ligaments of his hand.
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