uploaded May 12, 2013.
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Poetry Rewrites
"Enclosed Roof"
Sunsets considered
Crimsons, purples, oranges & darky blue mixtures
My eyes behold these smears
But my hands are drunk within movement
Sunrise brings sparrows
Catching a fluttery moth
Then disappearing over the roof with breakfast
My breakfast comes to my cell door
No long lines to wait in
But my roof is enclosed
And my wings underdeveloped
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