lostsoul
Joined: 28 Mar 2005
Posts: 372
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Hook
I’d like to see the lobster
This claw fell off of.
Shiny steel, rubber plating,
Three digits shy of
The thing it hopes to replace.
Snapped in place-banded,
Cartoon pirate style.
Discarded into back of closet
Like so many false dreams
Of being made whole again _________________ At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet. - Plato
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