Pointed ObfuscationA Poem by O. Brink
While you all look to the left,
I'm on the right dragging the bodies across the floor. You can see me out of the periphery, In the dark, Consumed by shadows, Aborted by your indifference. While you all gaze to the left, Ignoring the bodies I drag across the floor. © 2015 O. Brink |
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Added on October 20, 2015 Last Updated on October 20, 2015 Author
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