Cave inA Poem by aliabout four kids who died awhile ago exploring a cave in provo utah. some of my friends knew these people.Her brain is her liver is her spleen. A recepticle of panic and water. Hands that are aware? Or do not know. An echo of panicking laughter Is it best, like this, to perish In the arms of the ones you love? I wondered as I woke up before dawn And I knew that they were gone. © 2011 ali |
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