![]() The OCD Sock vs The Laundry PileA Poem by Penny Ellen![]() Another one for Weird Writers Prompts...![]() Unabated pleas for release continue Streaming forth, Threading between the other inhabitants of this realm. They are mud-covered and sweat-soaked, Some doused in cologne that Honestly smells more like death than musk. Red popsicle-remnant covered fingers have Mingled here and there, Along with the peewee soccer uniforms and Grass-stained fishing overalls, More green than blue in places. Nauseating colors. Again, I cry out for release And again for bleach! Please, oh please don’t let me go through with the darks!
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2 Reviews Added on November 13, 2010 Last Updated on November 13, 2010 Author![]() Penny EllenMisplaced, ARAbout****I HAVE MOVED TO WORDPRESS**** ***Check out my NEW poetry page at lividsanguine.WordPress.com *** I am vile, highly opinionated, stubborn, and more often than not, a little bit insane. But hey,.. more..Writing
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