Tuesday, February 28, 2012

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Rating: 5.0

old bodies...
become small at night,
shaken with solitude,
swallowed up by the womb.
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Eric Cockrell
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Kevin Patrick 21 May 2014

AT night when I am restless without sleep I often think to much without thinking, really good stuff Mr. Cockrell this old body is still young at heart

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Dave Walker 28 February 2012

A really great poem, a great write.

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