Sinnaminsun Sinnaminsun


These reigns, like a noose...
Filtering, censoring, even unconsciously,
I am not free,
Not even now as I type these words
for a bored reader.
My towel's already on the floor,
And I walk away
as wet
as I came in.


Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 27, 2005
Poem Edited: Friday, August 3, 2007

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