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Sorrowful Road

This wet and grey bank holiday is so
At odds and so ordinary
A place to be with such
An exasperated man, whose
Burnt black heels, cracked crowsfeet,
Bare hands were obedient to
A day so harsh, uncaring,
That still the way we choose to breach
The shell we place too close
About his heart is to stamp on it.
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Denise Woodhouse 08 January 2013
I am also on this website as Denise Antoni.
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