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The Season of Slumber

October 15, 2012
By Sbates27 BRONZE, Oxford, Massachusetts
Sbates27 BRONZE, Oxford, Massachusetts
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The dead bodies line the road
As I ride home one day,
I smell the death as the hung
Bodies fall from their birthplaces
Their nooses break
As the gallows fall asleep

The smell reminds me of riding my
Bicycle down the old dirt road
At my birthplace
The yellow and red
Already dead
From the season of slumber arriving


The author's comments:
This is a poem

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