Exhibit One
I sat, in a hard wooden chair for hours.
Finger nails clipped, facial hair gone,
Sat up straight, relaxed in store bought suit
Vest and tie, never worn before.
Looks straight ahead, unafraid,
Before twelve sets of eyes, furtive eyes
That occasionally peers at me,
Exhibit One, and quickly looks away
When noticed.
2013 oct 13
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2013 oct 13
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2013 oct 13
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2013 oct 13
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2013 jul 10
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