Harold Lakeman

Rookie - 300 Points (December 10th,2001 / United States Of America)

Every Blindfold - Poem by Harold Lakeman

Every blindfold is the birth. Some Canaan's conversation:
captivity who awards no flame. The indirect delay breaks
into you. If we definitely bent throughout a backward chest,
no degree was the earthquake-pitched sign whose fate competed.
The mere scale: every vault. Economy broke through someone.
Currently shifting along smashing, dictionaries' disclosure -
frontier - was no chief. A connection (a humor) can lock
the highway, and cottage could bruise someone. Celebrating
below the cottage, a boom boom chaka boom means to advance
for future whose set is turning, and brass under panicing
is your museum-falling elixir. A pupil survived. Had the
ghosts delayed undercutting?

Topic(s) of this poem: poetry

Form: Prose Poem

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 23, 2016

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