Jacob Bradshaw

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The Crucifix - Poem by Jacob Bradshaw

Carelessly he moves,
Careening on,
Candidly speaking,
Confessing his soul.
Caressing his talisman, a
Cross, a
Crucifix, he
Can’t let go, he
Can only,
Cry out, screaming,
Craving that which
Consumes him,
Craving, desiring,
Constantly in torture,
Constantly in pain,
Caring, but not.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 9, 2006



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