Zone 11

Zone 11

A Poem by John
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The frame, brittle and hard as bone
And mattress sprung and soft as flesh
And sheet as tightly wrapped as skin

Compose the consequential bed,
Rank with the sweat and fumes of night.
Doubtless, the marmoreal dream.




© 2020 John


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