On Edge

On Edge

A Poem by Alex Cainen

Spinning, my only chain to the world.
It highlights its edge, bump and corner that surrounds me.
The walls blueness punches me in the face as a tattered looking floor
kicks me. I should probably drink less...

© 2014 Alex Cainen


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Added on November 11, 2014
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Alex Cainen
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