poem

was on that path from the tenement structure that held the week
nae ones story was seen four wall the blanket tae handkerchief
nightmares close stairs tae the cube more pain that location place
oval room man made square by content and repeated caption
sight blinded by the way flash hit the adult mind nae core practise
negotiations where lost before the man could speak his life

[my words lee smillie]

 

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