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Thursday, October 5, 2006

Parched Of Mouth

No expression.
Can’t think
No thought
Nothing coming.
Like
Opening
Your mouth
And nothing
Coming out,
No sound
Made
By thoughtless
Vocal chords
Just
Decidedly
Not working.
Like
Pouring a cup
And nothing
Dripping out
But dust,
Leaving
Your mouth
Parched
And disappointed.
fred carter
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