Gray Magpie Poetry
A flock of poems.
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
Wall
It keeps me in
It keeps them out
It keeps to its self
It never regrets
It never remembers
It never rots
It keeps silent with
a stiff upper lip
It bonds
It breaks and then
it fakes that
it is just a wall.
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