042911p Limbo, Could Be Poem by Manonton Dalan

042911p Limbo, Could Be



my hands are raw
sweat soak my shirt
fatigue has my mind
thirst dried my throat
but i am numb since
so i keep on going

i heard laughter from
can't tell i could be deaf
nor it's coming from me
for i am alone on desert
spare me not of your pity
let these legs take me

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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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