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Benjamin Markham

The Lake District
Benjamin Markham
The Lake District
Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Patience

I brushed my teeth 'till they bled
last night as I
waited
for the phone to ring the noose
around my
ashmatic throat
The grime in the grout of the tiles seamed
to say 'AT LAST! '
Maybe they can breathe clean instead
Benjamin Markham
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