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Thursday, October 24, 2013

Poem: The Dream

By Jack Brummet





1.
There is no verisimilitude,
No character development
Or contrapuntal plotting—
Only shadowy acts and intentions.

2.
What the wind whispers,
The taste of metal in my mouth,
The riptide around Cold Island.

3.
The sound of footsteps,
In unison.
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