J. Allen Hewitt Poems

Me sweat pour over face, where are you?
Me fur stand and chills like needles on spine when you near.
Me eyes wild and blind, can only see you, but where are you?
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Nothing personal, just doing my job...
those running towards, those running away, those in the way,
you shouldn't have been there.
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A Solitary Soul
J. Allen Hewitt

Looking back...where is the light?
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