Zog Gascoigne

Rookie - 80 Points (04/05/1991 / Oxfordshire, UK)

Blind - Poem by Zog Gascoigne

The old stone wall stands tall,
A ghetto to imprison the different.

Below it -
Her eyes sit in their sockets,
One a marble and one a squashed grape.
Below that her mouth is like grain,
On a weathered piece of wood.

On her cloak,
A badge,
A paracetamol calling out about the blackness crouched in front of her.

Around her neck,
A sign,
A rear-view mirror reflecting only darkness.

Wrapped around her,
A black cloak,
A shroud of everlasting night.

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  • (10/17/2008 6:36:00 AM)

    Hi Zog, absolutely loved your bio, full of power confidence and defiance, all these traits are clearly shown within this excellent piece of work - brilliant! Neil. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 10, 2006

Poem Edited: Sunday, November 12, 2017

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