Slip-n-slide

December 18, 2008
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Slip-n-slide
I waited
in agony
as five more children
approached my body.
Bitter soap and
cold, wet water
went running down me.
Ahhh!
All five children
portrayed nails
as they hammered into
me
and went sliding down.
One,
two,
three,
four,
five
Off me, and into the hard dry dirt.
That is the essence

of my pitiful life

as a tarp.





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